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  • 作词 : Bobby Bare/Billy Joe Shaver
    作曲 : Billy Joe Shaver/Bobby Bare
    Not so long ago, in Oklahoma
    The son of an Okie preacher, knelt to pray
    He said Lord I wanna be a Christian soldier, just like you
    And fight to build a new, and better day
    Now many years and miles, from Oklahoma
    That same young Okie boy still kneels to pray
    But he don't pray to be no Christian soldier, anymore
    He just prays, to make it through, another day
    'Cause it's hard to be a Christian soldier, when you tote a gun
    And it hurts to have to watch a grown man cry
    But we're, playin' cards, writin' home, an' havin' lots of fun
    Tellin' jokes and learnin' how to die
    You know the things I've come to know, seem so confusin'
    And it's gettin' hard to tell, what's wrong from right
    I can't separate the winners from the losers anymore
    And I'm thinkin' of just givin' up the fight
    'Cause it's hard to be a Christian soldier, when you tote a gun
    And it hurts to have to watch a grown man cry
    But we're, playin' cards, writin' home, an' ain't we havin' fun
    Turnin' on and learnin' how to die
  • 作词 : Bobby Bare/Billy Joe Shaver
    作曲 : Billy Joe Shaver/Bobby Bare
    Not so long ago, in Oklahoma
    The son of an Okie preacher, knelt to pray
    He said Lord I wanna be a Christian soldier, just like you
    And fight to build a new, and better day
    Now many years and miles, from Oklahoma
    That same young Okie boy still kneels to pray
    But he don't pray to be no Christian soldier, anymore
    He just prays, to make it through, another day
    'Cause it's hard to be a Christian soldier, when you tote a gun
    And it hurts to have to watch a grown man cry
    But we're, playin' cards, writin' home, an' havin' lots of fun
    Tellin' jokes and learnin' how to die
    You know the things I've come to know, seem so confusin'
    And it's gettin' hard to tell, what's wrong from right
    I can't separate the winners from the losers anymore
    And I'm thinkin' of just givin' up the fight
    'Cause it's hard to be a Christian soldier, when you tote a gun
    And it hurts to have to watch a grown man cry
    But we're, playin' cards, writin' home, an' ain't we havin' fun
    Turnin' on and learnin' how to die