4.Lay Down And Die, Goodbye
Well I pray in my final hour
For the people who yet must die
For the liars and the robbers and the cheating crimes
Who tortured the deadly times
Well I've written home to mother
The ink ran from my tears
I said momma, momma, please
Tell me why you brought me here
Well, I'll hang on another minute
But really, I have to know
If you ever want to see me again
You know what you can do
Well, I've written home to mother
The ink ran from my tears
I said momma, momma, please
Tell me why you brought me here
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