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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=56922" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>John Brown</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">John brown went off to war to fight on a foreign shore.<br>His mama sure was proud of him!<br>He stood straight and tall in his uniform and all.<br>His mamas face broke out all in a grin.<br>Oh son, you look so fine, Im glad youre a son of mine,<br>You make me proud to know you hold a gun.<br>Do what the captain says, lots of medals you will get,<br>And well put them on the wall when you come home.<br>As that old train pulled out, johns ma began to shout,<br>Tellin evryone in the neighborhood:<br>Thats my son thats about to go, hes a soldier now, you know.<br>She made well sure her neighbors understood.<br>She got a letter once in a while and her face broke into a smile<br>As she showed them to the people from next door.<br>And she bragged about her son with his uniform and gun,<br>And these things you called a good old-fashioned war.<br>Oh! good old-fashioned war!<br>Then the letters ceased to come, for a long time they did not come.<br>They ceased to come for about ten months or more.<br>Then a letter finally came saying, go down and meet the train.<br>Your sons a-coming home from the war.<br>She smiled and went right down, she looked everywhere around<br>But she could not see her soldier son in sight.<br>But as all the people passed, she saw her son at last,<br>When she did she could hardly believe her eyes.<br>Oh his face was all shot up and his hand was all blown off<br>And he wore a metal brace around his waist.<br>He whispered kind of slow, in a voice she did not know,<br>While she couldnt even recognize his face!<br>Oh! lord! not even recognize his face.<br>Oh tell me, my darling son, pray tell me what they done.<br>How is it you come to be this way? <br>He tried his best to talk but his mouth could hardly move<br>And the mother had to turn her face away.<br>Dont you remember, ma, when I went off to war<br>You thought it was the best thing I could do? <br>I was on the battleground, you were home . . . acting proud.<br>You wasnt there standing in my shoes.<br>Oh, and I thought when I was there, god, what am I doing here? <br>Im a-tryin to kill somebody or die tryin.<br>But the thing that scared me most was when my enemy came close<br>And I saw that his face looked just like mine.<br>Oh! lord! just like mine!<br>And I couldnt help but think, through the thunder rolling and stink,<br>That I was just a puppet in a play.<br>And through the roar and smoke, this string is finally broke,<br>And a cannon ball blew my eyes away.<br>As he turned away to walk, his ma was still in shock<br>At seein the metal brace that helped him stand.<br>But as he turned to go, he called his mother close<br>And he dropped his medals down into her hand.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />song performed by by Bob Dylan - <i><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/" target=_blank></a></i><div class=q>
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His mama sure was proud of him!
He stood straight and tall in his uniform and all.
His mamas face broke out all in a grin.
Oh son, you look so fine, Im glad youre a son of mine,
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