Til The Last Shot's Fired-Trace Adkins
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[00:00.00]Til The Last Shot's Fired - Trace Adkins
[00:13.99]I was there in the winter of sixty four
[00:19.52]When we camped in the ice at Nashville's doors
[00:25.20]Three hundred miles our trail had lead
[00:31.13]We barely had time to bury our dead
[00:36.52]When the Yankees charged and the colors fell
[00:42.49]Overtone hill was a living hell
[00:47.80]When we called retreat it was almost dark
[00:53.70]I died with a grapeshot in my heart
[00:59.30]Say a prayer for peace
[01:05.36]For every fallen son
[01:12.18]Set my spirit free
[01:18.24]Let me lay down my gun
[01:24.71]Sweet mother Mary I'm so tired
[01:30.55]But I can't come home til the last shot's fired
[01:39.33]In June of nineteen and forty four
[01:45.27]I waited in the blood of Omaha's shores
[01:51.01]Twenty one and scared to death
[01:56.70]My heart pounding in my chest
[02:02.21]I almost made the first seawall
[02:07.87]When my friends turned and saw me fall
[02:13.12]I still smell the smoke I can taste the mud
[02:19.07]As I lay there dying from a loss of blood
[02:24.87]Say a prayer for peace
[02:31.07]For every fallen son
[02:37.64]Set my spirit free
[02:43.81]Let me lay down my gun
[02:50.17]Sweet mother Mary I'm so tired
[02:56.08]But I can't come home til the last shot's fired
[03:01.77]I'm in the fields of Vietnam
[03:05.00]The mountains of Afghanistan
[03:08.17]And I'm still hoping waiting praying
[03:11.56]I did not die in vain
[03:16.53]Say a prayer for peace
[03:22.70]For every fallen son
[03:29.30]Set our spirits free
[03:35.11]Let us lay down our guns
[03:41.87]Sweet mother Mary we're so tired
[03:47.72]But we can't come home til the last shot's fired
[03:55.27]Til the last shot's fired
[04:11.41]Say a prayer for peace for peace
[04:16.65]For our daughters and our sons
[04:23.52]Set our spirits free set us free
[04:29.25]Let us lay down our guns
[04:36.24]Sweet mother Mary we're so tired
[04:41.82]But we can't come home no we can't come home
[04:49.58]Til the last shot's fired
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[00:00.00]Til The Last Shot's Fired - Trace Adkins
[00:13.99]I was there in the winter of sixty four
[00:19.52]When we camped in the ice at Nashville's doors
[00:25.20]Three hundred miles our trail had lead
[00:31.13]We barely had time to bury our dead
[00:36.52]When the Yankees charged and the colors fell
[00:42.49]Overtone hill was a living hell
[00:47.80]When we called retreat it was almost dark
[00:53.70]I died with a grapeshot in my heart
[00:59.30]Say a prayer for peace
[01:05.36]For every fallen son
[01:12.18]Set my spirit free
[01:18.24]Let me lay down my gun
[01:24.71]Sweet mother Mary I'm so tired
[01:30.55]But I can't come home til the last shot's fired
[01:39.33]In June of nineteen and forty four
[01:45.27]I waited in the blood of Omaha's shores
[01:51.01]Twenty one and scared to death
[01:56.70]My heart pounding in my chest
[02:02.21]I almost made the first seawall
[02:07.87]When my friends turned and saw me fall
[02:13.12]I still smell the smoke I can taste the mud
[02:19.07]As I lay there dying from a loss of blood
[02:24.87]Say a prayer for peace
[02:31.07]For every fallen son
[02:37.64]Set my spirit free
[02:43.81]Let me lay down my gun
[02:50.17]Sweet mother Mary I'm so tired
[02:56.08]But I can't come home til the last shot's fired
[03:01.77]I'm in the fields of Vietnam
[03:05.00]The mountains of Afghanistan
[03:08.17]And I'm still hoping waiting praying
[03:11.56]I did not die in vain
[03:16.53]Say a prayer for peace
[03:22.70]For every fallen son
[03:29.30]Set our spirits free
[03:35.11]Let us lay down our guns
[03:41.87]Sweet mother Mary we're so tired
[03:47.72]But we can't come home til the last shot's fired
[03:55.27]Til the last shot's fired
[04:11.41]Say a prayer for peace for peace
[04:16.65]For our daughters and our sons
[04:23.52]Set our spirits free set us free
[04:29.25]Let us lay down our guns
[04:36.24]Sweet mother Mary we're so tired
[04:41.82]But we can't come home no we can't come home
[04:49.58]Til the last shot's fired
