On a mountain in the night
We lie in the dark and wait
In the mud and the b***d
As rain and grain-bag clings to me
And my house and my farm were burnt to the ground so they could capture us
But those flames and fires now burn deep deep within me.
DeLaRey, DeLaRey can you come and lead the farmers?
DeLaRey, DeLaRey
General, General we will fall around you as one.
General DeLaRey.
Hear those Khakis as they laugh
A handful of us against their massive force
With our backs to the cliffs of the mountains
They think its over for us
But the heart of a farmer is deeper and wider, they shall soon come to see
On a horse he comes, the lion of West
DeLaRey, DeLaRey can you come and lead the farmers?
DeLaRey, DeLaRey
General, General we will fall around you as one.
General DeLaRey.
Because my wife and my child are in a camp perishing,
And the Khakis are
walking over a nation that will rise again
DeLaRey, DeLaRey can you come and lead the farmers?
DeLaRey, DeLaRey
General, General we will fall around you as one.
General DeLaRey.
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