I had a comrade
In battle I had a comrade,
You won't find a better one.
The drum called us to fight,
He always walked at my side,
In step through good and bad.
In step through good and bad.
A bullet flew towards us,
Is it for me or for you?
It tore his life away,
He lies now at my feet,
As though a part of me.
As though a part of me.
His hand reached up to hold mine.
While I am re-loading.
"I can't give you my hand,
You stay in eternal life,
My good comrade!
My good comrade!
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