Ma-

mma

take

a

look

at

yo-

ur

boy

Face

a

man

with-

out

a

so-

ul

He

is

stand-

ing

in

the

do-

or-

wa-

y

I'll

be

gone

be-

fore

the

night

is

o-

ve-

r

I

have

to

g-

o

Have

to

run

to

the

bor-

de-

r

Lost

my

way

I

run

in

des-

per-

a-

tion

Lost

the

words

I

lost

com-

mun-

i-

ca-

tion

All

I

s-

ee

is

death

be-

neath

my

win-

dow

All

I

need

is

to

heal

my

bro-

ken

mind

I

will

catch

my

own

woun-

ded

sha-

dow

Just

be-

fore

w-

e

leave

it

all

be-

hind

we

leave

it

all

be-

hi-

nd

Ma-

mma

keep

the

faith

it's

a-

l-

right

Your

boy's

a

mer-

cen-

a-

ry

ma-

n

A

sol-

dier

made

of

ste-

el

A

shot-

gun

rings

The

wind

is

call-

ing

my

na-

me

Fields

of

go-

ld

Be-

neath

the

dark

red

sk--

y

Lost

my

way

I

run

in

des-

per-

a-

tion

Lost

the

words,

lost

com-

mun-

i-

ca-

tion

All

I

s-

ee

is

death

be-

neath

my

win-

dow

All

I

need

is

to

heal

my

bro-

ken

mind

I

will

catch

my

own

woun-

ded

sha---

dow

Just

be-

fore

w-

e

leave

it

all

be-

hind

Just

be-

for-

e

we

leave

it

all

be-

hind

All

I

s-

ee

is

death

be-

neath

my

win-

dow

All

I

need

is

to

heal

my

bro-

ken

mind

I

will

catch

my

own

woun-

ded

sha--

dow

Just

be-

fore

we

leave

it

all

be-

hind

Just

be-

fore

we

leave

it

all

be-

h-

i-

nd