With a will of iron and a heart of gold and a life he did not choose
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He'd hold his head up high and proud beaten black and blue
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A shot of whiskey down his gullet and a bottle in his hand
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Thrust into a world that would never understand
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Oh Johnny look at, look at what you've done
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Chose life with the bottle and threw away your love
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Hey Johnny did you, did you lose your way
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Never knew the price you'd pay
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Look away, look away, look away your irish flag
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There's a war, there's a war, there's a war inside yourself
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Look away, look away, look away while you still can
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At war with a world that would never understand
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Johnny had himself a love that he planned to make his wife
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Who through it all whether right or wrong was always by his side
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Then in a fit of rage, he raised his hand up to her face
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She dried off her tears then she turned and walked away
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Johnny's War
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| Dynamite Boy |
