Big Country This Blood's For You
Held his cards close to his chest
And smiled across the mud
Blew the smoke from a green flak vest
And laid back like a god
Saved my life a million times
Before I knew his name
Watched him die between the lines
Praying for his pain
For all the struggle that you go through
For sorrow that we cause
For all the trouble that you go to
For all your mortal flaws
For every wicked sinner born anew
And every fallen angel turning blue
For every long, lost soul without a shoe
Hey, for all, for all that you do
This blood's for you
Kicked the dust between the rows
And dug and empty well
Broke the plow then blew his nose
And cursed the sky to hell
Said its got so dry out here
That I can't even cry
I can't work and I can't speak
But it's too damn hot to die
For all the struggle that you go through
For sorrow that we cause
For all the trouble we put you to
For all our mortal flaws
For every wicked sinner born anew
Yeah for every fallen angel turning blue
For every long, lost soul without a shoe
Hey, for all, for all that you do
This blood's for you
God put his son upon the world
To spare the sins of men
Let them kill him on a cross
And then took him home again
Maybe he's a vengeful god
And maybe we're to blame
Maybe we're just paying back
The blood and death and pain
For all the struggle that you go through
For sorrow that we cause
For all the trouble we put you through
For all our mortal flaws
And for every wicked sinner born anew
And for every fallen angel turning blue
Yeah, for every long, lost soul without a shoe
Yeah, for all, for all that you do
This blood's for you
