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I got a letter Not feeling better Seven ways to kill your brother I got to get home before I kill another Forty men dead, shot in the head Forty men dead, fields of red Calling the captain I need a way back home Quartermaster, heed my words I'm gonna burn these fields like the streets of Rome Forty men dead, shot in the head Forty men dead, fields of red Well, I laid down my rifle And I laid down my sword And I ain't gonna fight your war Not anymore Said I laid down my pistol And I swore to my lord I ain't gonna fight thеir war Not anymore Oh, I ain't gonna fight your war Not anymore From Letras Mania