The General
Up he rose and forth they went
Into the battleground, fortress, tent
Mountains, wilderness, fields and farm
The soldier and the general arm in arm
Off they ride
Side by side
"Through the travail of ages
Midst the pomp and toils of war
Have I fought, strove and perished
Countless times under the stars
As it through a glass and darkly
The ageal stripe I see
I fought in many guises, many names
But it was always me..."
Off they ride
Side by side
I was there in...
Lived and died...
So up he rose and forth they went
Into the battleground, fortress, tent
Mountains, wilderness, fields and farm
The soldier and the general arm in arm
Off they ride
Side by side
