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No Man's Land
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Shovels & Rope
Shovels & Rope
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Michael Trent
Michael Trent
Composer
Cary Ann Hearst
Cary Ann Hearst
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Michael Trent
Michael Trent
Producer

Lyrics

Dear mother, dear mother Dear mother, dear mother I'm writin' you a letter Your other, my brother Isn't gettin' any better We're huddled in the trenches With no help from the weather But I will not leave his side And if we die, we'll die together I thought it was a dream One that I could not shake I woke up in the bitter cold That solemn Christmas Day A voice had brokе the silence I thought I might bе dead When saw a teenage soldier Wave his arms above his head In no man's land No man's land He held a little flag The colour of the snow He didn't speak much English But he spoke what he did know He said, "I have a little girl" And a picture he did show Comrade, rendezvous 'cause just like you We wish to be back home From no man's land No man's land No man's land Then more appeared unarmed Steam risin' from their breath Singin' "Merry Christmas Englishmen" And I thought I had gone deaf Right there among the fallen Still frozen in their death A temporary truce was called The terms agreed and set We drug our bodies back We met each other's eyes Swappin' food and alcohol And cigarettes and lies On the ground between the ditches Frost blanketin' sand We kicked a leather ball around in no man's land
Writer(s): Michael Trent Robinson, Cary Ann Hearst Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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