My Youngest Son Came Home Today
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- My youngest son came home today His friends marched with him all the way The fife and drum beat out the time While in his box of polished pine Like dead meat on a butchers tray My youngest son same home today My youngest son was a fine young man With a wife, a daughter and two sons And a man he would have lived and died Till by a bullet sanctified Now hes a saint or so they say They brought their young saint home today An irish sky looks down and weeps Upon the narrow belfast streets At childrens blood in gutters spilled In dreams of glory unfulfilled As part of freedoms price to pay My youngest son came home today My youngest son came home today His friends marched with him all the way The pipe and drum beat out the time While in his box of polished pine Like dead meat on a butchers tray My youngest son came home today And this time hes here to stay Words and music: eric bogle
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