[Intro. (Percussion and Electric Piano)]
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I can see a boy of fourteen
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He's got a rifle in his hand
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He's dying to defend his desert land
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He's got an arm around his father
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Another arm around his gun
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Must the child in the father die so young?
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There's a teenage girl in Belfast
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Playing in the street
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Her brother plays a different game and he's turning up the heat
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On the soldiers around the corner
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And the powers overseas
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And who are they to ruin lives like these?
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'Cos they're yours and they're mine
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They're yours and mine
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'Cos they're yours and they're mine
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Yours and mine
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[Instrumental (Soprano Sax)]
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So you think that it's so easy
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Just to let I pass you by
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You watch T.V. and pretend it's all a lie
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But you know there is no Third World
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It happens to us all
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There's just one world and the kids are the first to fall
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And they're yours and they're mine
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They're yours and mine
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And they're yours and they're mine
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They're yours and mine
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They're yours and they're mine
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Yours and mine
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And she raised him for something
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Better than a bullet
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He's a every mother's son
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And she raised him for something
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Better than a bullet
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He's a every mother's son
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And she raised him for something
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Better than a bullet
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He's a every mother's son
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His life's hanging from a trigger
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I won't to pull it
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'Cos they're yours and they're mine
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They're yours and mine
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'Cos they're yours and they're mine
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They're yours and mine
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'Cos they're yours and they're mine
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They're yours and mine
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'Cos they're yours and they're mine
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Yours and mine
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[Instrumental Ending (Soprano Sax and Percussion)]
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Yours And Mine
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| Crosby, Stills & Nash |
