Soldiers
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Soldiers marching one by one
Right
Every soldier holds a gun
Left
Soldiers like paper dolls
Right
Blindly listen to the call
Right Face
All lined up in a row
Close Ranks March
Will not stop for wind or snow
Forward March
Stomp, stomp, through the town
Left
Brave soldiers give no ground
Right
Noble soldiers in the fight
Left
Do not stop to see what’s right
Right
People start to run away
Left
Soldiers hunger for a fray
Halt
Shouts of anger fill the land
Present Arms
Battle is close at hand
Fire at will
Soldiers do not hear the scream
In this battle, they are supreme
Even children start to fall
Only one man sees at all
‘Stop!’ he cries, to no avail
Soldiers determined not to fail
Man falls to his knees
Soldiers deaf to his pleas
Bloody battle now complete
Man does not rise to feet
Crimson badge upon his chest
Fate of a traitor now confessed
Right Shoulder Arms
Soldiers blind to what is right
Move out into the night
About Face
Forward March
Left
Right
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