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Too much water has passed under the bridge, my friend, For a little thing to tear us apart before the end. Brothers of war have a special bond that holds stronger than most For we that made it through will never give up the friendship ghost. Too much water under the bridge!
Bound together with glue stronger than those we might happen to meet A beggar, a merchant, a farmer, or a clergyman passed upon a busy street Veterans of war have made many a sacrifice And no few words or misunderstanding will be a cutting device. Too much water under the bridge!
Acquaintances by chance, brothers by necessity, friends by choice; But when the chips are down, we stand of one voice. Too much war we have seen my friends Keep not a grudge for we have seen too many meet their ends. Too much water under the bridge!
Sacred bonds that only we can understand Whether we come from one nation or many, we stand man to man. So, let not your hearts be troubled, as our friendship will never end. Any disagreements for us should be easy to mend. Too much water under the bridge!
I shall be honored to stand by your side and your enemies help you fend, For our time on this earth is short, thus harmony we should spend. All the troubles of this earth will soon pass away, But I will remember my brothers till my dying day. Because together we have seen “Too Much Water Under The Bridge.” ©David R. Alexander September 18, 2003 |
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