[Verse 1]

I got a letter

Not feeling better

Seven ways to kill your brother

I got to get home before I kill another

[Chorus]

Forty men dead, shot in the head

Forty men dead, fields of red

[Verse 2]

Calling the captain

I need a way back home

Quartermaster, heed my words

I'm gonna burn these fields like the streets of Rome

[Chorus]

Forty men dead, shot in the head

Forty men dead, fields of red

[Bridge]

Well, I laid down my rifle

And I laid down my sword

And I ain't gonna fight your war

Not anymore

Said I laid down my pistol

And I swore to my lord

I ain't gonna fight thеir war

Not anymore

Oh, I ain't gonna fight your war

Not anymore