Nanci Griffith - Big Blue Ball Of War Lyrics
In 1914 this ball was at warIt went from Belgium on through IrelandThe Congo, then back homeThis big blue ball of war spun on its ownSpinning history in lines of bloodWhen many souls fell off(chorus) We all ride on (we all ride)This big blue ball of warSouls with tickets through the veilWe all ride onWe all ride on (we all ride)This big blue ball of warWe choose to spin around and rideThis big blue ball of warAlmost a century, the blood has flowedWe've killed our men of peace around this ballAnd refused to hear their ghostsWe spend our destinies in deeds of hateHumanity upon this ballIs just a bloody fall from grace(chorus)A reformation might just save us allA voice of harmony and open heartWhere the women teach the songThese men of evil deed can be proven wrongIf we join hand to hand with AbrahamSo not a soul falls off(chorus)