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Billy Bragg - My Youngest Son Came Home Today Lyrics

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  • My youngest son came home today
  • His friends marched with him all the way
  • The fife and drum beat out the time
  • While in his box of polished pine
  • Like dead meat on a butchers tray
  • My youngest son same home today
  • My youngest son was a fine young man
  • With a wife, a daughter and two sons
  • And a man he would have lived and died
  • Till by a bullet sanctified
  • Now hes a saint or so they say
  • They brought their young saint home today
  • An irish sky looks down and weeps
  • Upon the narrow belfast streets
  • At childrens blood in gutters spilled
  • In dreams of glory unfulfilled
  • As part of freedoms price to pay
  • My youngest son came home today
  • My youngest son came home today
  • His friends marched with him all the way
  • The pipe and drum beat out the time
  • While in his box of polished pine
  • Like dead meat on a butchers tray
  • My youngest son came home today
  • And this time hes here to stay
  • Words and music: eric bogle

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