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Song For Dying - Lyrics by Barclay James Harvest, The


Lyrics

Two of them watched in the dawn's early light
And two of them died in the morning
Search not your soul if you want to be right
But two of them died in the morning
It's not for you we cry
No, not for those who die
It is only for their sons
Forget the lives of others who are gone

Two and by two in the dawn's early light
All went to die in the morning
Search not your souls for the truth and the right
For all went to die in the morning light

It's not for you we cry
No, not for those who die
It is only for their sons
Forget the lives of others who are gone

It's not for you we cry
No, not for those who die
It is only for their sons
Forget the lives of others who are gone
Forget the lives of others who are gone
Forget the lives of others
Forget your wives and mothers
Forget the lives of others who are gone