Lyrics:

Gather round on ma's knee,
To read this weeks letter.
I wonder what will be,
We hope the news is better.
The men here die like flies ma,
I bandaged their blinded eyes ma,
And the kids with their aching feet
Aint got nothing to eat ma.
The hospital has no door dad,
Soldiers lie on the floor dad,
Oh I did my best,
But I cant take anymore dad
Rachel's Coming Home
Rachel's coming home
Oh and i don't think She'll go away a gain
Rachel's seen the light
World too big to fight
And I don't think she'll go away again
My dear family
The world and people in it
Go the way they will
But there is not a man
Black or White
Who can never hope
To stop them
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