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I found some help from God
I want to see my family
My wife and child
Waiting for me
Dobs of all my pencil on you
You just can't believe
The joy I didn't receive
When I finally got my leave
And I was going home
Oh, I flew through the sky
My convictions could not lie
For my country I would die
And I will see it soon
I want to see my family
My wife and child
Waiting for me
Dobs of all my pencil on you
Dobs of all my pencil on you
When I walked through the door
My wife she lay her arm so
And with tears her eyes
Did not know why
Then I looked into her hand
And I saw the telegram
Said that I was a great, great man
But that I was dead
I want to see my family
My wife and child
Waiting for me
Dobs of all my pencil on you
I want to see my family
My wife and child
Waiting for me
Dobs of all my pencil on you
I want to see my family
My wife and child
Waiting for me
Dobs of all my pencil on you
