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Oh my name it is nothin' |
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My age it means less |
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The country |
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I come from |
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Is called the |
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MidwestI's taught and brought up there |
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The laws to abide |
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And that land that |
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I live inHas |
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God on its side. |
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Oh the history books tell it |
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They tell it so well |
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The cavalries charged |
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The Indians fell |
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The cavalries charged |
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The Indians died |
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Oh the country was young |
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With God on its side. |
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I've learned to hate others |
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All through my whole life |
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If another war starts |
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It's then we must fight |
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To hate them and fear them |
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To run and to hide |
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And except it all bravely |
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With God on my side |
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Oh the First |
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World War, boys |
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It closed out its fate |
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The reason for fighting |
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I never got straight |
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But I learned to accept it |
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Accept it with pride |
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For you don't count the dead |
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When God's on your side. |
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When the Second |
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World WarCame to an end |
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We forgave the |
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GermansAnd we were friends |
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Though they murdered six million |
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In the ovens they fried |
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The Germans now too |
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Have God on their side. |
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But now we got weapons |
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Of chemical dust |
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If fire them we're forced to |
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Then fire them we must |
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One push of the button |
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And a shot the world wide |
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And you never ask questions |
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When God's on your side. |
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In a many dark hour |
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I've been thinkin' about this |
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That Jesus |
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ChristWas betrayed by a kiss |
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But I can't think for you |
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You'll have to decide |
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Whether Judas |
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IscariotHad |
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God on his side. |
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So now as |
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I'm leavin' |
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I'm weary as |
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HellThe confusion |
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I'm feelin' |
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Ain't no tongue can tell |
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The words fill my head |
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And fall to the floor |
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That if God's on our side |
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He'll stop the next war. |
