كلمات The Everlasting Gun

So here you go you're on your own The flower blooms so freely For fortune, musket, fyfe and drum Your faking days won't leave you 'Cause young man now you nurse the gun You're nervous in the morning 'Neath shattered skies your body lies On the dark side of reason The blood is lusting in your heart Your flesh red hot and lonely And vengeance gulps the bitter cup That once held wine so sweetly But young man legends still unfold For regiment for glory You search for gold like you've been told And the light of day won't leave you For fickle kings you click the heel Where a bleak moon leans so weary Forgotten names on faceless graves Your father's home awaits you Oh, the warrior is not the fool The refugee of freedom But the outlawed man who holds no gun On the dark side of reason But run You'll never turn and run The everlasting gun Your day will surely come You'll never run