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Maccoll Kirsty Children Of The Revolution

at the border And those children of the revolution see the soldiers come Smiling at the widows as they take away the sons Children of the revolution

at the border And those children of the revolution see the soldiers come Smiling at the widows as they take away the sons Children of the revolution

looking at the border And those children of the revolution see the soldiers come Smiling at the widows as they take away the sons Children of the revolution