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  1. Afghan Glory

Afghan Glory Lyrics - Singles - John Nesbitt & Sid Preston

I was eighteen years old and wanting to fight 

I found what I looked for, in bars late at night 

I took on the big guys, the small ones as well 

They were all tough, as far as I could tell 

Now fighting brought trouble as it always does 

people take note, when the blood starts to spill 

The police came around and warned me what comes 

When a straightforward fight turns into a kill 

 

An angry young man, proud of my country 

I joined up with the army and trained how not to be 

They told me I'd fight to keep us all free 

So that we'd never have to "bend the knee" 

They trained me in weapons, unarmed combat too 

On how to use explosives and what they could do 

And how to take cover behind rocks and trees 

They taught me to find bombs and those I E D's 

 

Chorus; 

So step up to the plate boys, start waving the flag 

We'll be all draped with medals when it's all in the bag 

Think of the glory, this conflict will bring 

A few months away, then we can all sing 

 

On my very first mission, I was told to unwind 

I took lead position when searching for mines 

The blast threw me up twenty feet in the air 

I couldn't feel my feet they were no longer there 

My right arm was shattered my left fingers gone 

I once had two ears but now only one 

I thought I was dying, I couldn't hear a thing 

I wasn't thinking of the medals and being dressed up with bling 

 

Now all I can do is sit here on the floor 

and wonder what it all had been for 

my comrades call around from time to time 

I can see their discomfort when they're thinking of mine 

They wouldn't trade places, no matter what for 

They each have their memories, of that terrible war 

My fighting days over, no more blood and guts 

So I'll settle right down in my terrible rut 

 

I stepped up to the plate boys and I waved the flag 

But I'm not draped in medals and it's not in the bag 

I thought of the glory the conflict would bring 

No legs, no fingers and in no mood to sing 

 

Change style/ time; 

Things soon will be over in Afghanistan 

Talks are ongoing with the Taliban 

We fought against them for twelve long hard years 

But all we produced was billions of tears 

Mothers lost sons and fathers lost child 

business got rich, there were deals on the side 

Where's the next country they'll start a new war 

Pakistan? 

Korea? 

Let's hope it's not yours