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Goh i marcChed tDo the battle of new orleans at thGe end of Cthe eDarly british war a youGng land stAmarted Fgrowing, Ema young blood started flowing but Ci ain't aAm marchDing anymore
for i Gkilled mCy shaDre of indians in a thousand different fights i was Gthere atC the littDle big horn i heard GmanyAm men lyinFg i sEmaw many more dying and Ci ain't aAm marchDing anymore
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it's Calways the old who Glead us to the war it's Calways the Emyoung Awho fall Clook at all weG've woDn with tEmhe sabre and the gun Ctell me, was it Amworth it Dall'
for i Gstole caliCfornia from the Dmexican lands and i Gfought in the Cbloody civil Dwar. yes i Geven killed my Ambrothers and Fso many Emothers so iC ain't a AmmarchiDng anymore
for i Gmarched to the Cbattles of the Dgerman trench in a Gwar that was Cbound to end all Dwars and i Gmust have killed a Ammillion men and Fnow they want me Emback again but Ci ain't aAm marchDing anymore.
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for i Gflew the final Cmission in the Djapanese skies and i Gset off the Cmighty mushroom Droar when i Gsaw their cities Amburning, i Cknew that i was Dlearning thatC i ain't Ama marcDhing anymore
now the Glabour leader's Cscreaming when they Dclose the missile plants unGited fruit screams Cat the cuban Dshore call it Gpeace or call it Amtreason, call it Flove or call it Emreason. but Ci ain't aAm marchDing anymore.