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GEST Songs Of Newfoundland And Labrador
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He was born into a broken home where love had ceased to grow,
'Cause his mom and dad when he was five and his daddy didn't know,
How to raise a son all by himself without a helping hand,
Then he gambled with the bottle and the devil dealt the hand.
He's a soldier of fortune with a war inside his head,
And as each new day slips away he wishes he was dead;
For the bottle is his captain, where it leads him he will go,
'Cause in his heart he's never had the courage to say no.
Locked inside his tortured mind the memory still remains,
The smiling face of his little boy he'll never see again;
When his courage starts to falter he'll pour another round,
Then he'll pray to God to give him strength to turn the bottle down.
He's a soldier of fortune with a war inside his head,
And as each new day slips away he wishes he was dead;
For the bottle is his captain, where it leads him he will go,
'Cause in his heart he's never had the courage to say no.
And in the darkness of the night the battle rages on,
But this tired and weary soldier has no reason to go on;
For the morning light will find him lying cold out in the street,
For the order has been given for this soldier to retreat.
He was a soldier of fortune with a war inside his head,
And as each new day slipped away he wished that he was dead;
For the bottle was his captain, where it led him he would go,
'Cause in his heart he never had the courage to say no.
In his heart he never had the courage to say no.