BROTHERS IN ARMS AGAIN

You came to me with cap in hand
While kid gloves were on mine
I worked all the hours God sent me
While you wasted my time
But my best was never good enough for you
I could never do right for doing wrong
And now you want me to apologise
For all the bad things that you've done

When one man digs for buried treasure
There's always another man standing close by
Waiting to step in to take the glory
Waiting to pluck out the other man's eyes
Its a fact of life those who stand idle
May find success when it isn't even theirs
While those who break their guts
And hearts while others profit
Find life doesn't always deal fair shares

So hold those feelings close to your heart
Keep those devils in
For when the saints go marching in
Who will count your sins
Or bang the bitter aching drum
You've hammered on in vain
While I must hang my head in shame
Until we are brothers in arms again

Some people might say that I'm bitter
To them I say "What do you know?"
I only know I'm feeling tired now
I only know I'm growing old
From propping up the deep dark tunnels
Of your crumbling mind
But 'though my mental back is broken
Mine will heal in time

So hold those feelings close to your heart
Keep those devils in
For when the saints go marching in
Who will count your sins
Or bang the bitter aching drum
You've hammered on in vain
While I must hang my head in shame
Until we are brothers in arms again

Until we are brothers in arms again
Until we are brothers in arms again

(Gary Miller)

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