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Death to My Hometown (Springsteen Bruce)

No cannonballs did fly No rifles cut us down No bombs fell from the sky No blood soaked the ground No powder flash blinded the eye No deafening thunder sounded But just as sure as the hand of god They brought death to my hometown They brought death to my hometown No shells ripped the evening sky No cities burning down No armies stormed the shores for which we’d die No dictators were crowned High off on a quiet night I never heard a sound The marauders raided in the dark and brought death to my hometown, boys Death to my hometown They destroyed our families’ factories and they took our homes They left our bodies on the plains The vultures picked our bones So listen up, my Sonny boy Be ready for when they come For they’ll be returning sure as the rising sun Now get yourself a song to sing and sing it ’til you’re done Yeah, sing it hard and sing it well Send the robber baron’s straight to hell The greedy thieves that came around And ate the flesh of everything they’ve found Whose crimes have gone unpunished now Walk the streets as free men now And they brought death to our hometown, boys Death to our hometown, boys Death to our hometown, boys Death to our hometown