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You're standing on my land, with shaky little hands Your uniform is baggy and worn, your face is cold and blank From your mother's breast, without a chance to rest You woke up with a rifle slung across your hairless chest Grow, sunflower boy Grow, sunflower boy They took you away, and put you on a train And left you in your callow skin, with nothing to your name And all you feeble boys, you never had a choice Those fragile men, you speak for them, with a quiver in your voice Grow, sunflower boy Grow, sunflower boy Little soldier, please, take this pile of seeds, And carry them till the bitter end, in the pocket of your sleeve And when you close your eyes, beneath the fading skies In the mud, a pool of blood, a sunflower will rise Grow, sunflower boy Grow, sunflower boy Grow, sunflower boy Grow, sunflower boy
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