You'll take my life but I'll take yours too, you'll fire your musket but I'll run you through

So when you're waiting for the next attack, you'd better stand there's no turning back

The bugle sounds and the charge begins, but on this battlefield no one wins

The smell of acrid smoke and horses breath, as I plunge on into certain death



Oh! oh!



The horse he sweats with fear we break to run, the mighty roar of the Russian guns

And as we race toward the human wall, the screams of pain as my comrades fall

We hurdle bodies that lay on the ground, and the Russians fire another round

We get so near yet so far away, we won't live to fight another day



Oh! oh!



We get so close near enough to fight, when a Russian gets me in his sights

He pulls the trigger and I feel the blow, a burst of rounds take my horse below

And as I lay there gazing at the sky, my body's numb and my throat is dry

And as I lay forgotten and alone, without a tear I draw my parting groan





Oh! oh!

Writer : JONES/KEYES/HALL/HARRIS/BASS/WILLIAMS/ROBINSON
Copyright : Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC