Nanci Griffith - Big Blue Ball Of War Şarkı Sözleri
In 1914 this ball was at war
It went from Belgium on through Ireland
The Congo, then back home
This big blue ball of war spun on its own
Spinning history in lines of blood
When many souls fell off
(chorus)
We all ride on (we all ride)
This big blue ball of war
Souls with tickets through the veil
We all ride on
We all ride on (we all ride)
This big blue ball of war
We choose to spin around and ride
This big blue ball of war