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letra de the soldier's last hour - cole wilson and his tumbleweeds

[verse 1]
on the slopes of old new guinea
as we slowly pushed on through
had no thoughts of no one else dear
no one else but you
as we marched on through the jungle
to the clearing there we came
the beauty of the picture
reminds me of your name

[chorus]
wild flowers
climb vines
and sweet violets blue
so pure in their glory on the mountain there they grew
in the cold еarly dawning
oh, they covered up with dеw
like your eyes they’re sad and lonely
so misty and so true

[verse 2]
on the slopes there of the mountain
we were camped just on noon
gazing down there on the jungle
we all knew that very soon
that the enemy would find us
and that battle would begin
and all else would be forgotten
but a prayer and thoughts of him
[chorus]
wild flowers
climb vines
and sweet violets blue
so pure in their glory on the mountain there they grew
in the cold early dawning
oh, they covered up with dew
like your eyes they’re sad and lonely
so misty and so true

[verse 3]
then the air was full of gunsmoke
and the jungle came alive
then we knew we were outnumbered
would not get out alive
lying there just shot to pieces
and the last thing that i knew
i was dying with the flowers
the sweet violets blue

[chorus]
wild flowers
climb vines
and sweet violets blue
so pure in their glory on the mountain there they grew
in the cold early dawning
oh, they covered up with dew
like your eyes they’re sad and lonely
so misty and so true
(yodeling)

- cole wilson and his tumbleweeds

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