Many still here with us
Too many left without a fuss
Fell like drops of rain
Upon blood thirsty terrain
Far, far away leaving all behind
Home in the back of the mind
Under flame scorched sky
Head hung to cry
Watch your buddy die
In silence you sigh,
"Goodbye, My Friend, Goodbye!"
Raindrops from the sky
Remember those heartless fields
Where fear never yields
MaryLou crossing your mind
That love left far, far behind
Remember that trench; your bed
Your Home when you're dead
Beneath that bitter sky
Head hung to cry
Watch your buddy die
In silence you sigh,
"Goodbye, My Friend, Goodbye!"
Raindrops from the sky
© Copyrighted Jerry Langdon 2015
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