Eager for life and ahead of the game
God on my side and a gun in my hand
Though it wasn't my fault and I wasn't to blame
And I marched and I fought and I bled and I died
Ready for history's pages
And we added two years to our ages
We all volunteered and we wrote down our names
Ten thousand shoulder to shoulder
Was a long enough life for a soldier
I heard my friend cry and he sank to his knees
The day not half over and ten thousand slain
And I called for my mother and she never came
Chasing my days down to zero
And I wept as his body grew colder
Coughing blood as he screamed for his mother
And now there's nobody remembers our names
Clinging like kids to each other
And I never did get any older
And I lay in the mud and the guts and the blood
And we brawled and we fought and we whored till we stood
And I fell by his side and that's how we died
But I knew at the time that a year in the line
And that's what you are when you're soldiers
A thirst for the hun, we were food for the gun
