New Canadians

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  • čas přidán 12. 11. 2020
  • New Canadiens
    by James Loy Mcallister
    They nearly engaged the doomsday machine
    with pictures they took on the way to the moon
    Mother, brother and I, to Wisconsin we fled
    and not the last time cursed the bloody cold war
    I won't let them take my son
    We're the new Canadians
    Ordered to stay on the isle of my birth
    My father stood at the eye of the storm
    Again he was changed by the gun in his hand
    and we returned when the missiles were gone
    I won't let them take my son
    We're the new Canadians
    I won't let them take my son
    We're the new Canadians
    We fought the "Great War" in black and white
    We watched Vietnam on the TV
    With the Marines the corpsmen must go
    and I to my mothers home town for 6th grade
    I won't let them take my son
    We're the new Canadians
    I won't let them take my son
    We're the new Canadians
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