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16 years old when I went to the war. To fight for a land fit for heroes. The God on my side, and a gun in my hand. Counting my days down to zero. And I marched and I fought and I bled and I died. And I never did get any older. But I knew at the time that a year in the line. Is a long enough life for a soldier

We all volunteered and we wrote down our names. And we added two years to our ages. Eager for life and ahead of the game. Ready for history's pages. And we fought and we brawled and we whored 'til we stood. Ten thousand shoulder to shoulder. A thirst for the Hun, we were food for the gun. And that's what you are when you're soldiers

I heard my friend cry as he sank to his knees. Coughing blood as he screamed for his mother. And I fell by his side and that's how we died. Clinging like kids to each other. And I lay in the mud and the guts and the blood. And I wept as his body grew colder. And I called for my mother and she never came. Though it wasn't my fault and I wasn't to blame. The day not half over and ten thousand slain. And now there's nobody remembers our names. And that's how it is for a soldier

And that's how it is when you are soldier

Well, how do you do young Willie McBride?
Do you mind if I sit here down by your graveside?
And rest for awhile in the warm summer sun
I've been walking all day, and I'm nearly done
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I see by your gravestone, you were only nineteen
When you joined the great call-up in nineteen sixteen
And I hope you died quick, and I hope you died clean