| | Belfast To Boston (God's Rifle) Lyrics Artist(Band):James Taylor
There are rifles buried in the countryside by the rising of the moon May they lie there long forgotten till they rust away into the ground Who will bend this ancient hatred, will the killing to an end Who will swallow long injustice, take the devil for a country man Who will say "this far no further, oh lord, if I die today" Send no weapons no more money. Send no vengeance across the seas Just the blessing of forgiveness for my new countryman and me Missing brothers, martyred fellows, silent children in the ground Could we but hear them could they not tell us "Time to lay God's rifle down" Who will say this far no further, oh Lord, if I die today. If you find some error in Belfast To Boston (God's Rifle) Lyrics, would you please submit your corrections to me? Thank You. Thanks to bonofobia@gmail.com for submitting the lyrics. Review the song Belfast To Boston (God's Rifle) The area is only for review, if you want to submit the lyrics or the corrections of the lyrics, please click the link at the end of the lyrics.  Download "James Taylor" Music | |
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