Paroles de The First Soldier

Before the war, he wanted more And ran away from home The war to end all wars had called his name Outcast, an unlikely soldier Barely worth his uniform Emerging as a devil dressed in blue Being the lone survivor, at the trenches in alsace One man holds the line From the south to the front, to the battlefield From a farm to a hero of France Served his country courageous and fearless As he halts the kaiser's advance From the south to the front, into no-man’s land From a farm to the end of the road Son of France, he’s the first on the front line Coming home, coming home Let his story be known Glorious, victorious, protector of the tomb Memories of his deeds, the cross of war He's a decorated soldier, he's the pride of the uniform Echoes from the past his story told Lined up for execution Saved his captain's life One man holds the line From the south to the front, to the battlefield From a farm to a hero of France Served his country courageous and fearless As he halts the kaiser's advance From the south to the front, into no-man’s land From a farm to the end of the road Son of France, he’s the first on the front line Coming home, coming home Let his story be known From the south to the front, to the battlefield From a farm to a hero of France Served his country courageous and fearless As he halts the kaiser's advance From the south to the front, into no-man’s land From a farm to the end of the road Son of France, he’s the first on the front line Coming home, coming home From the south to the front, to the battlefield From a farm to a hero of France Served his country courageous and fearless As he halts the kaiser's advance From the south to the front, into no-man’s land From a farm to the end of the road Son of France, he’s the first on the front line Coming home, coming home Let his story be known