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COh, no cannonball did fly, nG9o rifles cuCt us down
CNo bombs fell from the sky, nG9o blood soakedC the ground
No Cpowder flash blinded the eye, nG9o deathly thuCnder sound
But Cjust as sure as the hand of God, they broughG9t death to myC hometown
CThey brought Cdeath to G9my hCometown, boys
CNo shells ripped the evening sky, nG9o cities burCning down
No armies Cstormed the shores for which we'd die nG9o dictators Cwere crowned
CI awoke from a quiet night, G9I never heaCrd a sound
MuCrderers raided in the dark and broughG9t death to myC hometown, boys
CDeath to G9my hCometown
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They desFtroyed our families' factories Cand they took our homes
They Fleft our bodies on the plains, the Cvultures picked our Gbones
So Clisten up, my sonny boy, bG9e ready for when Cthey come
CFor they'll be returning surG9e as the riCsing sun
Now Cget yourself a song to sing anG9d sing it 'til yoCu're done
Yeah, Fsing it Chard and Fsing it Cwell
Send the Frobber Cbarons Fstraight to Chell
The Fgreedy Cthieves who Fcame aCround
And Fate the Cflesh of everyFthing they Cfound
Whose Fcrimes have Cgone unFpunished Cnow
Who Fwalk the Cstreets as Ffree men Cnow
CAh, they brought Cdeath to G9our hCometown, boys
CDeath to G9our hCometown, boys
CDeath to G9our hCometown, boys
CDeath to G9our hCometown, whoa!
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