16 years old when I went to the war
To fight for a land fit for heroes
God on my side, and a gun in my hand
Chasing my days down to zero
And I marched and I fought and I bled

And I died & I never did get any older
But I knew at the time, That a year in the line
Was a long enough life for a soldier

We all volunteered
And we wrote down our names
And we added two years to our ages
Eager for life and ahead of the game
Ready for history´s pages
And we brawled and we fought
And we whored ´til we stood
Ten thousand shoulder to shoulder
A thirst for the Hun
We were food for the gun
And that´s what you are when you´re soldiers

I heard my friend cry
And he sank to his knees, coughing blood

As he screamed for his mother
And I fell by his side
And that´s how he died
Clinging like kids to each other
And I lay in the mud
And the guts and the blood
And I wept as his body grew colder
And I called for my mother
And she never came
Though it wasn´t my fault
And I wasn´t to blame
The day not half over
And ten thousand slain, and now
There´s nobody remembers our names
And that´s how it is for a soldier