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The Iron Man

アーティスト:Tom Paxton  アルバム:The Things I Notice Now  作詞:PAXTON THOMAS R/PAXTON TOM  作曲:PAXTON THOMAS R/PAXTON TOM 

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The orders came, the midnight rain Was driving down the window pane They rose like cattle, mess-kit rattle Showed them green and new to battle Out on the road, the mud knee-high The tortured trucks were slithering by Toward the ruptured, shattered sky They strove. It hardly mattered why We find our hero in the mud We guess the fever in his blood We try, as he, to laugh at this The Iron Man whom bullets He's right, the song has just begun We'd never kill a man so young He's right, the song has just begun We'd never kill a man so young The sergeant, how they loathed his guts He led them down the waggon ruts One truck is stalled, the drivers curse It's either ambulance or hearse The air grows foul, the heavy stench Is seeping from the ancient trench He takes his place and laughs at this The Iron Man whom bullets miss He's right, no matter how they try The song's too young for him to die He's right, no matter how they try The song's too young for him to die The orders came, the midnight rain Was driving down the window pane They rose like cattle, mess-kit rattle Showed them green and new to battle Winter came early to the house on the hill, frost, wind and snow The builders looked at its unfinished frame, then turned to go A small foundation, a pile of sand, a rusty hammer in a cold, cold hand It wasn't a big house that they planned, but winter came early and winter came hard Winter was death to the house on the hill, frost, wind and snow Warped its timbers and cracked the foundations, then turned to go The sketch was crumpled in a cold, cold hand. The hammer buried in the pile of sand The builders' thoughts were of virgin land when winter came early and winter came hard Spring was puzzled by the house on the hill, last patch of snow Gave it flowers and climbing vines, then turned to go Small boys played on the pile of sand, plastic weapons in their eager hands It wasn't a big house that they planned, but winter came early and winter came hard The young lieutenant, new to war Is sick upon the trench's floor The sergeant, how they cursed his head Is suddenly quite cold and dead The deafening explosions cease The calm a cruel burlesque of peace The whistle blows, the charge is made The Iron Man is unafraid He's right, he's young and brave and strong Just the kind to fill a song He's right, he's young and brave and strong Just the kind to fill a song The orders came, the midnight rain Was driving down the window pane They rose like cattle, mess-kit rattle Showed them green and new to battle Frost on the blankets of the strong boys' room Heat for the sissies, for the prep-school pansies Ice cold showers for the cool platoon Once a month a card to mamma Wipe that smile off and shine your brass Grab your ankles and I'll give you twenty Drop that rifle and I'll have your ass Once a month a card to mamma Play me the Taps, the quadrangle's sleeping Here in his rack my roommate is weeping Someone is weeping. I'll be all right Goodnight. Goodnight Town girls love it in the picture shows Save the dances for the home-town ladies Save five dollars for the one who knows Once a month a card to mamma Grab your ankles for the old cadets Drop your trousers and you'll get what's coming Is there more to this than you're quite sure of? Put it in a card to mamma Play me the Taps, the quadrangle's sleeping Here in his rack my roommate is weeping Someone is weeping. I'll be all right


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