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Song:White Boots Marching In A Yellow Land
Album:The War Is OverGenres:Folk
Year:1968 Length:211 sec

Lyrics:

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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 youre white boots marching in a yellow land



Its written in the ashes of the village towns we burn

Its written in the empty bed of the fathers unreturned

And the chocolate in the childrens eyes will never understand

When youre 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 youre 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 theyll 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

Were fighting in a war we lost before the war began

Were 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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