Album : Two Lights
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I took a flag to a pawn shop
For a broken guitar
I took a flag to a pawn shop
How much is that guitar?

I took a flag to a pawn shop
I got me that guitar
What's a flag in a pawn shop
To me?

I saw a man on the TV
In a mask with a gun
A man on the TV
He had a ten-year old son

I saw a man on the TV
His son had a gun
And he says, that he's coming
For me

I never loved the soldier
Until there was a war
Or thought about tomorrow
'Til my baby hit the floor

I only talk to God
When somebody's about to die
I never cherished freedom
Freedom never cries

I wrote a song for a dead man
To settle my soul
A song for a dead man
And now I'll never grow old

I wrote a song for a dead man
Now I'm out in the cold
What's a song to a dead man
To me?

I never loved the soldier
Until there was a war
Or thought about tomorrow
'Til my baby hit the floor

I only talk to God
When somebody's about to die
I never cherished freedom
Freedom never cries

You can cry for her, die for her
Lay down your life for her
Kiss and wave goodbye to her
Anything at all

You can cry for her, die for her
Make up your mind to her
Anything at all, oh, oh

There's a baby on the doorstep
Wailin' away
There's a baby on the doorstep
Longin' for the day

There's a baby on the doorstep
Who'd give his life to take
A flag to a pawn shop
A flag to a pawn shop

May he forget
Why he is cryin' some day
I took a flag to a pawn shop   For a broken guitar   I took a flag to a pawn shop   How much is that guitar?      I took a flag to a pawn shop   I got me that guitar   What's a flag in a pawn shop   To me?      I saw a man on the TV   In a mask with a gun   A man on the TV   He had a ten-year old son      I saw a man on the TV   His son had a gun   And he says, that he's coming   For me      I never loved the soldier   Until there was a war   Or thought about tomorrow   'Til my baby hit the floor      I only talk to God   When somebody's about to die   I never cherished freedom   Freedom never cries      I wrote a song for a dead man   To settle my soul   A song for a dead man   And now I'll never grow old      I wrote a song for a dead man   Now I'm out in the cold   What's a song to a dead man   To me?      I never loved the soldier   Until there was a war   Or thought about tomorrow   'Til my baby hit the floor      I only talk to God   When somebody's about to die   I never cherished freedom   Freedom never cries      You can cry for her, die for her   Lay down your life for her   Kiss and wave goodbye to her   Anything at all      You can cry for her, die for her   Make up your mind to her   Anything at all, oh, oh      There's a baby on the doorstep   Wailin' away   There's a baby on the doorstep   Longin' for the day      There's a baby on the doorstep   Who'd give his life to take   A flag to a pawn shop   A flag to a pawn shop      May he forget   Why he is cryin' some day
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