Tin Soldier

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Tony Carey - Pop

Tin Soldier

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With your feet six inches off the ground So damn happy that you finally found Your calling-your style You made it into west point daddy had pull Yes sir no sir three bags full We're rolling in the aisles You missed the big one that's okay Now you've got your chance to play soldier Little tin soldier Don't worry 'bout hell 'cause you've already been Down to the well come back again Converted, alive The sandbox rules still get you through Do unto others 'fore they do unto you You learned that when you were five The toys get bigger but the game don't change The work gets wetter on the firing range Soldier, little tin soldier What you gonna do when there's nobody left to fight What you gonna take to get you through the night What you gonna do when there's no hate left in the world There's love in the world, love in the world Love, little tin soldier There's a hundred-an-fifteen wars goin' on Somewhere somebody's playin' your song Loudly, all of the time Some two-bit tinpot baby doc Waitin' for you to come and clean his clock Proudly, spitshined The toys get bigger but the game don't change The work gets wetter on the firing range Soldier, little tin soldier

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Credits

Writers
  • Ken Rose
  • Tony Carey