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Christmas Island - Big Country
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Christmas Island Big Country

Christmas Island - Big Country
I volunteered for overseas
For I would not leave such friends as these

We hid our eyes from a thousand suns
But we faced the mad wind, everyone
The cloud grew high as I hid a tear
For the weapon of peace was a tool of fear

On Christmas Island, I left the truth so far away
Christmas Island, freedom took my soul away

I breathed the air, I tasted soil
Where forests die and harvests spoil

Now the horse is gone, you close the gate
Say my pain is a twist of fate
Well I took your wages, that is true
But you never warned of what you knew

On Christmas Island, I left the truth so far away
Christmas Island, freedom took my soul away

On Christmas Island, I left the truth so far away
Christmas Island, freedom took my soul away

I did my duty and it did me wrong
So the time I have may not be long
I will not leave here quietly
For the fallout fell and it fell on me
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