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Versuri White Boots Marching In A Yellow Land
E C#m A E
The pilots playing poker in the cockpit of the
plane
C#m A
F#m
The casualties arriving like the dropping of the
rain
E C#m A B
And a mountain of machinery will fall before a
man
E G#m A B E
When you're white boots marching in a yellow land
It's written in the ashes of the village towns we
burn
It's written in the empty bed of the fathers
unreturned
And the chocolate in the childrens eyes will
never understand
When you're white boots marching in a yellow land
C#m
Red blow the bugles of the dawn
B
The morning has arrived you must be gone
A B
And the lost patrol chase their chartered(*)
souls
E D
Like cold/old(?) whores following tired armies
Train them well, the men who will be fighting by
your side
And never turn your back if the battle turns the
tide
For the colours of a civil war are louder than
commands
When you're white boots marching in a yellow land
Blow them from the forest and burn them from your
sight
Tie their hands behind their back and question
through the night
But when the firing squad is ready they'll be
spitting where they stand
At the white boots marching in a yellow land
Red blow the bugles of the dawn
The morning has arrived you must be gone
And the lost patrol chase their chartered souls
Like cold whores following tired armies
The comic and the beauty queen are dancing on the
stage
Raw recruits are lining up like coffins in a cage
We're fighting in a war we lost before the war
began
We're the white boots marching in a yellow land
And the lost patrol chase their chartered souls
like cold whores following tired armies
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