<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=57091" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Two Soldiers</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">He was just a blue-eyed boston boy,<br>His voice was low with pain.<br>Ill do your bidding, comrade mine,<br>If I ride back again.<br>But if you ride back and I am left,<br>Youll do as much for me,<br>Mother, you know, must hear the news,<br>So write to her tenderly.<br>Shes waiting at home like a patient saint,<br>Her fond face pale with woe.<br>Her heart will be broken when I am gone,<br>Ill see her soon, I know.<br>Just then the order came to charge,<br>For an instance hand touched hand.<br>They said, aye, and away they rode,<br>That brave and devoted band.<br>Straight was the track to the top of the hill,<br>The rebels they shot and shelled,<br>Plowed furrows of death through the toiling ranks,<br>And guarded them as they fell.<br>There soon came a horrible dying yell<br>From heights that they could not gain,<br>And those whom doom and death had spared<br>Rode slowly back again.<br>But among the dead that were left on the hill<br>Was the boy with the curly hair.<br>The tall dark man who rode by his side<br>Lay dead beside him there.<br>Theres no one to write to the blue-eyed girl<br>The words that her lover had said.<br>Momma, you know, awaits the news,<br>And shell only know hes dead.</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> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=57091" data-title="Two Soldiers" data-description="He was just a blue-eyed boston boy, His voice was low with pain. Ill do your bidding, comrade mine, If I ride back again. But if you ride back and I am left, Youll do as much for me, Mother, you know, must hear the news, So write to her tenderly. ..."></div> </div> </div>

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