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The Trooper 
Medium
by Iron Maiden
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You'll take my but I'll take yours too
You'll fire but I'll run you through
So you're waiting for the next attack
You'd better stand there's no turning back.
The bugle and the charge begins
But on this battlefield no one wins
The smell of acrid smoke and horses breath
As I plunge on into certain death.
The horse he sweats with we to run
The roar of the guns
And as we race towards the wall
The screams of pain as my comrades fall
We hurdle bodies that lay on the ground
And the fire another round
We get so near yet so far away
We were to fight day.
We get so close near enough to fight
a Russian gets me in his sights
He pulls the trigger and I the blow
A burst of rounds my horse below.
And as I lay there gazing at the sky
My body's numb and my throat is dry
And as I lay forgotten and alone
Without a tear I my parting groan
You'll fire but I'll run you through
So you're waiting for the next attack
You'd better stand there's no turning back.
The bugle and the charge begins
But on this battlefield no one wins
The smell of acrid smoke and horses breath
As I plunge on into certain death.
The horse he sweats with we to run
The roar of the guns
And as we race towards the wall
The screams of pain as my comrades fall
We hurdle bodies that lay on the ground
And the fire another round
We get so near yet so far away
We were to fight day.
We get so close near enough to fight
a Russian gets me in his sights
He pulls the trigger and I the blow
A burst of rounds my horse below.
And as I lay there gazing at the sky
My body's numb and my throat is dry
And as I lay forgotten and alone
Without a tear I my parting groan
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