Tamanho do texto:
He was nAineteen
When he lGanded at Bagram
DScared and all aAlone
AHe lost a leg and a giGrlfriend
DBefore he got hAome
And they say Aall is fair in LGove and War
But tDhat ain't true, it's wArong
They sAend you off to dGie for us
DForget about you when you dAon't
AGDA
He was nAineteen, then G68
ADfter all this tAime
That brAoken boy is now a bGroken man
DWaitin' in a VA lAine
And they say Aall is fair in LGove and War
But tDhat ain't true, it's wArong
They sAhip you out to dGie for us
DForget about you when you dAon't
And the niEghtmares
And he's rDunning scared
Far from Ahome
And he wEakes up
From a nDightmare
He's in aEnother one
He's still not hAome
AGDA
AThey call 'em decorated hGeroes
And pDin some medals on their cAhest
AGive 'em a tiny little peGnsion
DCould we do much lAess
They say aAll is fair in LoGve and War
But tDhat ain't true, it's wArong
They sAhip you out to dGie for us
DForget about you when you dAon't
(x3)
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