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Tekstovi: Julian Lennon. Coward Till The End?.

I used to be a soldier boy
'Till they shot me in the head
They made me eat their dirt
Of the living and the dead

I'm sick and tired of slaving
And shoveling their shit
And when you trust your feelings
They toss you in the pit

Yes, I've been named a coward
I'm not a living friend
Yes, I've been named a coward
A coward 'till the end

You seem so apprehensive
You question my beliefs
Seems life is so expensive
Ends are hard to meet

You make me feel offensive
In every move I make
I'm always up against the wall
And it's just too much to take

Yes, I've been named a coward
I'm not a living friend
Yes, I've been named a coward
A coward 'till the end
Whoa whoa oh oh

Why am I to blame?
Why am I put up on trial?
When it's you who should be questioned
For all the people you defiled

You stay in all my nightmares
Until the very end
She's the only one who cares
In her I have a friend

Yes, I've been named a coward
I'm not a living friend
Yes, I've been named a coward
A coward 'till the end whoa

Yes, I've been named a coward
A coward 'till the end

Yes, I've been named a coward
A coward 'till the end

Yes, I've been named a coward
A coward 'till the end
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