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Two Soldiers

Traditional, arranged by Bob Dylan

(Official lyrics @ www.bobdylan.com)


May 1993
cd imgWORLD GONE WRONG

  Bob Dylan's Garage Studio, Malibu, CA - May 1993  

He was just a blue-eyed Boston boy
His voice was low with pain
"I'll do your bidding, comrade mine
If I ride back again.''

"But if you ride back and I am left
You'll do as much for me
Mother, you know, must hear the news
So write to her tenderly.''

"She's waiting at home like a patient saint
Her fond face paled with woe
Her heart would be broken when I am gone
I'll see her soon, I know.''

Just then the order came to charge
For an instant hand touched hand
They said, "Aye'' and away they rode
That brave and devoted band.

Straight was the track to the top of the hill
The rebels they shot and shelled
Plowed furrows of death through the toilin' ranks
And guarded them as they fell.

There soon came a horrible dyin' yell
From heights that they could not gain
And those whom doom and death had spared
Rode slowly down again.

But among the dead that were left on the hill
Was the boy with the curly hair
The tall dark man who rode by his side
Lay dead beside him there.

There's no one to write to the blue-eyed girl
The words that her lover had said
Mama, you know, awaits the news
And soon only know he's dead.  up
    

 Recording dates & record list

26 June 1988 THE CRITICS CHOICE Vol. 4 (b)
16 Oct 1990 THANK YOU EV'RYBODY (b)
2 Nov 1991 GOLDEN VANITY (b)
May 1993 1 WORLD GONE WRONG