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On a long and lonesome highway east of omaha / You can listen to the engines moanin’ out its one old song / You think about the woman or the girl you knew the night before / But your thoughts will soon be wandering the way they always do

Bodies fill the fields I see, hungry heroes end / No one to play soldier now, no one to pretend / Running blind through killing fields, bred to kill them all / Victim of what said should be

As I was goin’ over the Cork and Kerry mountains / I saw Captain Farrell and his money, he was countin’ / I first produced my pistol and then produced my rapier / I said: Stand and deliver, oh, or the devil, he may take ya