The Grave-Don McLean

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[00:00.00]The Grave - Don McLean
[00:00.69]The grave that they dug him had flowers
[00:06.00]Gathered from the hillsides in bright summer colours
[00:11.05]And the brown earth bleached white at the edge of his gravestone
[00:16.66]He's gone
[00:28.53]When the wars of our nation did beckon
[00:33.72]A man barely twenty did answer the calling
[00:38.15]Proud of the trust that he placed in our nation
[00:42.80]He's gone
[00:45.87]But eternity knows him
[00:48.35]And it knows what we've done
[00:55.20]And the rain fell like pearls
[00:58.87]On the leaves of the flowers
[01:02.35]Leaving brown muddy clay
[01:05.40]Where the earth had been dry
[01:09.21]And deep in the trench
[01:12.49]He waited for hours
[01:15.83]As he held to his rifle
[01:19.72]And prayed not to die
[01:23.31]But the silence of night
[01:26.54]Was shattered by fire
[01:29.93]As guns and grenades
[01:31.97]Blasted sharp through the air
[01:36.68]One after another
[01:38.44]His comrades were slaughtered
[01:42.29]In morgue of marines
[01:45.53]Alone standing there
[01:49.08]He crouched ever lower
[01:51.63]Ever lower with fear
[01:54.80]They can't let me die
[01:57.22]They can't let me die here
[02:00.77]I'll cover myself
[02:03.37]With the mud and the earth
[02:06.63]I'll cover myself
[02:09.24]I know I'm not brave
[02:12.31]The earth
[02:14.29]The earth
[02:15.55]The earth is my grave
[02:49.15]The grave that they dug him had flowers
[02:54.88]Gathered from the hillsides in bright summer colours
[03:00.35]And the brown earth bleached white at the edge of his gravestone
[03:07.78]He's gone