Our soldier, caught out in the open
Trapped beneath the light of the full white moon
The sweat, breaking on his forehead
As if it were the searing heat of noon
The furrows are deep, yellow mud sticks to his boots
His feet are heavy as he runs for cover
He sees a flash as a sniper shoots
His heart is pounding, he’s thinking of his lover
Bombardier, bombardier, ooh bombardier
Ooh what in hell are you doing here?
Bombardier, bombardier, ooh bombardier
If you had your chance again, would you volunteer?
Caught in crossfire, he gets it, front and back
Lying twisted on the ground he hears his pulse thud thud
The moon disappears behind clouds so black
He sees maria’s face reflected in his blood
She looks so lovely, curls tumble round her face
Smiling, serenely, she asks him for a kiss,
But the vision fades in a red red glaze
As with his dying gasp he purses his lips!!
Bombardier, bombardier, ooh bombardier
Ooh what in hell are you doing here?
Bombardier, bombardier, ooh bombardier
If only you’d listened when she said don’t volunteer?
Ooh bombardier
Ooh ooh bombardier
Ooh ooooooh bom-bar-dier
Trapped beneath the light of the full white moon
The sweat, breaking on his forehead
As if it were the searing heat of noon
The furrows are deep, yellow mud sticks to his boots
His feet are heavy as he runs for cover
He sees a flash as a sniper shoots
His heart is pounding, he’s thinking of his lover
Bombardier, bombardier, ooh bombardier
Ooh what in hell are you doing here?
Bombardier, bombardier, ooh bombardier
If you had your chance again, would you volunteer?
Caught in crossfire, he gets it, front and back
Lying twisted on the ground he hears his pulse thud thud
The moon disappears behind clouds so black
He sees maria’s face reflected in his blood
She looks so lovely, curls tumble round her face
Smiling, serenely, she asks him for a kiss,
But the vision fades in a red red glaze
As with his dying gasp he purses his lips!!
Bombardier, bombardier, ooh bombardier
Ooh what in hell are you doing here?
Bombardier, bombardier, ooh bombardier
If only you’d listened when she said don’t volunteer?
Ooh bombardier
Ooh ooh bombardier
Ooh ooooooh bom-bar-dier
envoyé par DonQuijote82 - 22/8/2012 - 13:19
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Introduction - Our Little Soldier - Become a Cadet - Meeting Maria - Don’t Volunteer (Song of Maria) - Sergeant Major Grandad -The Children in the Queue - Dying for Love - Joining Up Today - Always Coming Home - Bombardier - Son
A Soldier’s Life From Childhood To Death.
Harry seeing Red