Oh my name it is nothin\'\nMy age it means less\nThe country I come from\nIs called the Midwest\nI\'s taught and brought up there\nThe laws to abide\nAnd that land that I live in\nHas God on its side.\n\nOh the history books tell it\nThey tell it so well\nThe cavalries charged\nThe Indians fell\nThe cavalries charged\nThe Indians died\nOh the country was young\nWith God on its side.\n\nOh the Spanish-American\nWar had its day\nAnd the Civil War too\nWas soon laid away\nAnd the names of the heroes\nI\'s made to memorize\nWith guns in their hands\nAnd God on their side.\n\nOh the First World War, boys\nIt closed out its fate\nThe reason for fighting\nI never got straight\nBut I learned to accept it\nAccept it with pride\nFor you don\'t count the dead\nWhen God\'s on your side.\n\nWhen the Second World War\nCame to an end\nWe forgave the Germans\nAnd we were friends\nThough they murdered six million\nIn the ovens they fried\nThe Germans now too\nHave God on their side.\n\nI\'ve learned to hate Russians\nAll through my whole life\nIf another war starts\nIt\'s them we must fight\nTo hate them and fear them\nTo run and to hide\nAnd accept it all bravely\nWith God on my side.\n\nBut now we got weapons\nOf the chemical dust \nIf fire them we\'re forced to\nThen fire them we must\nOne push of the button\nAnd a shot the world wide\nAnd you never ask questions\nWhen God\'s on your side.\n\nIn a many dark hour\nI\'ve been thinkin\' about this\nThat Jesus Christ\nWas betrayed by a kiss\nBut I can\'t think for you\nYou\'ll have to decide\nWhether Judas Iscariot\nHad God on his side.\n\nSo now as I\'m leavin\'\nI\'m weary as Hell\nThe confusion I\'m feelin\'\nAin\'t no tongue can tell\nThe words fill my head\nAnd fall to the floor\nIf God\'s on our side\nHe\'ll stop the next war.
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