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The rumor was spreading through town
They were coming in numbers to tear this place down
To the ground
There they come in their twos and their threes
With their guns in the front so you canât fail to see
Canât stay now you, got to carry all you can take
For theyâre on, theyâre on, theyâre on, theyâre on the uptake
Donât look to me youâve got to carry your own weight
For theyâre on, theyâre on, theyâre on, theyâre on their way
So weâre standing in line with our pots and our pans
And the sink if you can
And the children in your one free hand
And many miles later
Iâve worn out my shoes
So the heals are all blistered and hardened and bruised
From the war
Youâd better keep up
Canât stay now you, got to carry all you can take
For theyâre on, theyâre on, theyâre on, theyâre on the uptake
Donât look to me youâve got to carry your own weight
For theyâre on, theyâre on, theyâre on, theyâre on their way
And I donât mind the fighting
But all weâve got are the rocks
But the sticks and the stones
But they donât break the bones
When they hit
So quieten your voices
And stamp out your fires
Weâll be sleeping by day
And weâll travel on that night
Keep up the good fight
Canât stay now you, got to carry all you can take
For theyâre on, theyâre on, theyâre on, theyâre on the uptake
Donât look to me youâve got to carry your own weight
For theyâre on, theyâre on, theyâre on, theyâre on their way
Donât look to me youâve got to carry your own weight
For theyâre on, theyâre on, theyâre on, theyâre on their way
The rumor was spreading through town
They were coming in numbers to tear this place down
To the ground
There they come in their twos and their threes
With their guns in the front so you canât fail to see
Canât stay now you, got to carry all you can take
For theyâre on, theyâre on, theyâre on, theyâre on the uptake
Donât look to me youâve got to carry your own weight
For theyâre on, theyâre on, theyâre on, theyâre on their way
So weâre standing in line with our pots and our pans
And the sink if you can
And the children in your one free hand
And many miles later
Iâve worn out my shoes
So the heals are all blistered and hardened and bruised
From the war
Youâd better keep up
Canât stay now you, got to carry all you can take
For theyâre on, theyâre on, theyâre on, theyâre on the uptake
Donât look to me youâve got to carry your own weight
For theyâre on, theyâre on, theyâre on, theyâre on their way
And I donât mind the fighting
But all weâve got are the rocks
But the sticks and the stones
But they donât break the bones
When they hit
So quieten your voices
And stamp out your fires
Weâll be sleeping by day
And weâll travel on that night
Keep up the good fight
Canât stay now you, got to carry all you can take
For theyâre on, theyâre on, theyâre on, theyâre on the uptake
Donât look to me youâve got to carry your own weight
For theyâre on, theyâre on, theyâre on, theyâre on their way
Donât look to me youâve got to carry your own weight
For theyâre on, theyâre on, theyâre on, theyâre on their way