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Get Out And Die


Get Out And Die January 6, 2016

I say goodbye to my brother and cry
 Gun in hand sent together to die
 Get out said the sergeant, keep your head down or die
 No time to ask questions, no time to deny
 I write this from heaven, now I know why
 Blown away together, no time to cry
 Two teenage boys who never had toys
 We died together just like we grew
 Pick up your gun, heads down and run, if only we knew
 Joseph and Francis brothers alone
 Taken to Flanders to die alone
 No chance to grow, no family to show
 Died together, will they ever know
 No chance to kiss the “Holy Ground”
No chance to hear the score
 Goodbye to pat and William, my childhood friends from there
 A message from my new home, just to let you know I care
 You can find me in the crosses far away from home
 Don't feel sad, just smile, you know I'm not alone
 I say goodbye to my brother and cry
 Gun in hand sent together to die

Gerrard McGeachy


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