Am
Look at the dying soldier, I heard someone whisper
Em
And then I saw the blood come through my shirt
Am
Am I going to die here? I don't want to die here
Em
Someone come and pick me from the dirt
G A
I don't belong here, I don't want to die here, oh no
G A
I don't belong here, don't let me die here, oh no
My hands are getting colder, my thoughts are growing weaker
This must be the way it is
Stop the shooting, don't you see I'm dying
Someone come and say a prayer
I don't belong here, I don't want to die here, oh no
I don't belong here, Don't let me die here, oh no
My eyes are closing, I see someone coming
But he turns his back and runs away
They've stopped shooting, it's started raining
This must be the way
I don't belong here, I dont want to die here, oh no
I don't belong here, Don't let me die here, oh no
I want to go back home where my friends are
I want to go on living there (said the dying soldier)
I want to go back home where my friends are
I want to go on living there (said the dying soldier)
I want to go back home where my friends are
I want to go on living there (said the dying soldier)
