Soldier's Daughter

Greetings, good stranger, why should you die For a country sitting on a lie? Pull my conscience from my hindsight I have learned from the soldier's plight No ideal is worth a bullet fight I heard this from my neighbor who sleeps with a knife He once had a daughter, she was about your size I heard she went went war, and when shot, saw the light Greetings, good stranger, I've seen the light as well It shines through my country and, so I feel compelled To hold my conscience to what the Bible tells And all I know is I don't want to go to Hell And peace and love and freedom are worth a bullet welt I learned this from my father who lived and who fell He once took the oath before his flag and knelt He died in the war and no remorse was felt Greetings, good stranger, you seem very kind But I have learned from the soldier's plight Righteous thoughts are needed for living righteous lives This I can be sure of, I hope you'll see the light Greetings, good stranger, you seem very kind But I have learned from the soldier's plight Righteous thoughts are needed for living righteous lives This I can be sure of, I hope you'll see the light