Pantyhose کے بول

Boys marching to war To certain defeat They were younger than me Guns poke through the trees Death on a limb They were aiming at him And when the bullets came, he didn't duck He wrapped her pantyhose around his neck And he could feel their magic working Keeping him from harm Away to some place mystical and warm His lucky charm He got caught No cover at all He'd breathe in her scent Not even a scratch He didn't die When he stepped on a mine They were violet and soft It didn't go off And when her letter came he didn't cry He wrapped her pantyhose around his eyes And he could feel their magic working Keeping him from harm Even though she didn't love him anymore You can't kill a lucky charm