and you never ask questions when God's on your side

May 30, 2005 16:38

Oh my name it is nothing, my age it means less
the country I come from is called the Midwest
I was taught and brought up there, the laws to abide
and that the land that I live in has God on its side

Oh the history books tell it, they tell it so well
the cavalries charged, the Indians fell
the cavalries charged, the Indians died
Oh the country was young with God on its side

Oh the Spanish-American War had its day
And the Civil War too, was soon laid away
And the names of the heroes I was made to memorize
with guns in their hands and God on their side

Oh, the First World War, boys, it closed out its fate
the reason for fighting, I never got straight
but I learned to accept it, accept it with pride
for you don't count the dead when God's on your side

when the Second World War, boys, came to an end
we forgave the Germans and then we were friends
though they murdered six million, in the ovens they died
the Germans now, too, have God on their side

I've learned to hate Russians all through my whole life
If another war starts, It's them we must fight
To hate them and fear them, To run and to hide
And accept it all bravely with God on my side

but now we got weapons of the chemical dust
if fire them we're forced to, then fire them we must
one push of the button and a shot the world wide
and you never ask questions when God's on your side

In a many dark hour I've been thinkin' about this
that Jesus Christ was betrayed by a kiss
but I can't think for you, you'll have to decide
whether Judas Iscariot had God on his side

So now as I'm leaving, I'm weary as hell
the confusion I'm feeling, ain't no tongue can tell
my words fill the air, they fall to the floor
that if God's on our side he'll stop the next war
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