Abiline

Lyrics by Brieve Morison

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In the silence I succumb to
Thoughts of Abiline
A song that ran into my head
In 1916
Laying on the ground
With a rifle in my hand
Old enough to know why I fought
To young to understand
And in the rain that was falling
I heard the dying cry
A machine gun was hammering
Hammering out a lie
And it was a worker’s hand
That put the bullets in the gun
And it was into a worker’s heart
That the bloody bullet spun
And as metal rang on metal
To explode the firing caps
The flashes of the gunfire
Lit the metal of his hat
And his face was filled with fear
And his teeth shone white with fright
As he sent a dozen bullets
Into my chest that night
And in the silence I succumbed to
Thoughts of Abiline
A song that ran into my head
In nineteen sixteen
Now you might wonder who I was
But more importantly than that
In which was did I die you don’t know
And that’s a fact