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I'm going home, my tour is done
I'm going home, I'm a lucky one
But I left friends behind me
who won't come home no more
Yes many friends remain forever
On that bloody shore
But at night when I sleep, I know my dreams will be
About my friends I left across the sea
I'll here verbal young men harn, laugh again out loud
We'll all be together in a happy crowd
But then I hear the sound of bullets whining overhead
Feel the crash of morters and all my friends are dead
My friends they fought and gave their all
My friends they died for freedoms call
As my dream was ending, they'll come and say goodbye
Though I'm sound asleep a tear I'll cry
And they say something which fills my heart with pain
Tell them about us Sadler, don't let us die in vain
I'm going home, my tour is done
I'm going home, I'm a lucky one