时间：2002-01-29
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If The War Goes On - John Schumann
Written by：John Schumann
It was one of those blue and white biscuit tins
With a picture of the queen
And she kept his ribbons
They sent her back in 1943
And a family photo on the beach
He was lifting up their son
And a piece of yellow newsprint
With the words
If the war goes on
It was a warm suburban morning
Back in 1968
And a khaki colored car pulled up
Parked across the gate
M I A
K I A
Another soldier gone
And a generation lost in Asia
If the war goes on
The Kokoda trail to the Long Hai hills
For every bullet fired
The desperate drums of mankind
Humming loudly on the wire
There's oil to drown the ocean
There's fire to drown the sun
How much longer
How much longer
If the war goes on
The war goes
The war goes
The war goes on
The war goes
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The war goes goes on
They strapped my brother to an F18
Shot him into the night
Sirens are screaming
Run for cover
Pull that mask on tight
God's on our side
God's on their side
Covenant's ripped and torn
How much longer
How much longer
If the war goes on
She packed her little son a bag
Strapped it to his back
With some money and some food
And the change close
In case she didn't make it back
She pinned a note inside his coat
This little boy's name is Tom
His armes to
Look after him please
If the war goes on
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