So when you're waiting for the next attack, you'd better stand there's no turning back
The bugle sounds and the charge begins, but on this battlefield no one wins
The smell of acrid smoke and horses breath, as I plunge on into certain death
Ooooooooh! Ooooooooh!
The horse he sweats with fear we break to run, the mighty roar of the Russian guns
And as we race toward the human wall, the screams of pain as my comrades fall
We hurdle bodies that lay on the ground, and the Russians fire another round
We get so near yet so far away, we won't live to fight another day
Ooooooooh! Ooooooooh!
We get so close near enough to fight, when a Russian gets me in his sights
He pulls the trigger and I feel the blow, a burst of rounds take my horse below
And as I lay there gazing at the sky, my body's numb and my throat is dry
And as I lay forgotten and alone, without a tear I draw my parting groan
Ooooooooh! Ooooooooh!
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