27 Jan Mud ‘n Blood
Mud `n Blood
War is hell, either side you’re on, Blue vs. Grey, Red vs. Blue
From the 1800’s, to World War two, lies and hate, equals fire and cold
It ends with songs of death, sung by young and old
Each fight is different, yet they’re all the same
Let there be no shame, as their loved ones cry
As they all lie in the Mud `n Blood
When war’s the game, they all die
In the fields of Mud `n Blood
Look to the Viet Cong hell or let the mid-east horrors tell
In sands or jungles, Death’s the same; it’s all the same
As their loved ones cry, cauz, they all die in vain
In the Mud `N Blood, they all die…
In a field of Mud `n Blood
It’s a living hell too, for those left behind
Keeping the fires lit-true, and hope in the eyes
Of the very young, and the very old
As they pray for mercy on every soul
All their loved ones cry…, on no matter which side
Their loved ones cry, as they all die
In the fields of Mud `n Blood
And the ones who made it home, live in their on private hell
Haunted by the ones who fell, in the Mud `n Blood
In the fields of Mud `n Blood
In the fields of Mud `n Blood
Mud `n Blood…. Mud `n Blood
Ooo oooh ooo ooo ooh Mud ‘n Blood
©9/05 D Darwun St James Lyrics & Melody ~
R Kozz Kosinski /Music & Arrangements