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lirik lagu faith petric - grandma's battle cry

[verse 1]
it’s blowing in the wind again, it’s drifting in the rain
before the dead have moldered yet, or wounded healed their pain
i am so old, my grandsons, that i remember when
i marched to hail the armistice, i was barely ten

[verse 2]
that was the war against all war, to save democracy
“praise god,” they said, “we’ve won the peace for all eternity”
i marched for spain when some years passed, and marched, and marched, and then
another war to end all war, and so i marched again

[verse 3]
i marched in minneapolis, chicago and duluth
in san francisco and new york, i marched to shout the truth
i marched in hiroshima and knelt before a stash
of tens of million bones of people atomized to ash
and with the distant rumble of new regiments of men
i read the warning on the tomb: “this must not be again”

[chorus]
i marched to staunch korea’s blood, i marched for vietnam
i marched to stop the napalm and i marched to stop the bomb
i’ve marched, and marched, and marched, oh lord, i’m sure i’ve done my due
i’ve marched since i was barely ten, and now i’m seventy~two
[verse 4]
i should be lying in the sun or dreaming in the grass
but how, when generals everywhere are polishing their brass?
entranced with dreams of four~star roles, so help me lord, they’re glad
it’s said that whom the gods destroy they first must render mad
their burning eyes see no man’s lands and armies poised for action
and you, my warm and loving ones, you’re merely an abstraction

[verse 5]
it’s geopolitics again, and oh, with what finesse
the players push their p~wns about, these masterminds of chess
how cunningly they plot each move, how sk!llfully they spar
and checkmate one another like the masters that they are

[verse 6]
how stimulating, how intense, a world to lose or gain
except for one dismaying fact: the players are insane
controlled, dispassionate, they play this game that madness sp~wns
and i can’t even look away; my children are the p~wns

[chorus]
i marched to staunch korea’s blood, i marched for vietnam
i marched to stop the napalm and i marched to stop the bomb
i’ve marched, and marched, and marched, oh lord, i’m sure i’ve done my due
i’ve marched since i was barely ten, now i’m seventy~two
[verse 7]
some people keep on fighting when they’ve lost an arm or leg
some still keep up the struggle when they’re fragile as an egg
i’ve heard men rasping, “i object!” with voices turned to gravel
i’ve seen a woman raise a fist who couldn’t lift a gavel

[verse 8]
and even with a broken heart, one still can make a stand
so lead, my children, lead the way, reach back and take my hand
we’ll march again, confound them all, don’t quibble at my age
i’ll shield you with my brittle bones, i’ll nourish you with rage

[outro]
we’ll march again, confound them all, don’t quibble at my age
i’ll shield you with my brittle bones, i’ll nourish you with rage

- lirik lagu faith petric

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