For soldier boy the bugles have blown,
I know you wish you could go home…
But instead you have to fight,
To face alone the cold dark night…
To feel the chill within the air,
But you should know that I am there…
Watching everything you do,
For I am deep inside of you…
For, I speak to you everyday,
I urge you on and light your way…
I weep with you when comrades fall,
I hear your every prayer and call…
I try and help you understand,
Why you must fight for our fair land…
I raise with you the flag at dawn,
And give you strength to carry on…
I'll follow everywhere you roam,
Until it's time to take you home…
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