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Well, no cannonball did fly,
No rifles cut us down
No bombs fell from the sky,
No blood soaked the ground
No powder flash blinded the eye
No deathly thunder sounded
But just as sure as the hand of God
They brought death to my hometown
They brought death to my hometown, boys
No shells ripped
the evening sky
No cities burning down
No armies stormed the shores
for which we'd die
No dictators were crowned
I awoke on a quiet night,
I never heard a sound
The marauders raided in the dark
And brought death to my hometown, boys
Death to my hometown
They destroyed our families, factories
And they took our homes
They left our bodies on the plains
The vultures picked our bones
So, listen up my sonny boy,
Be ready when they come
For they'll be returning
Sure as the rising sun
Now get yourself a song to sing
And sing it 'til you're done
Yeah, sing it hard and sing it well
Send the robber barons staight to hell
The greedy thieves who came around
And ate the flesh of everything they found
Whose crimes have gone unpunished now
Who walk the streets as free men now
They brought death to our hometown, boys
Death to our hometown, boys
Death to our hometown, boys
Death to our hometown
No rifles cut us down
No bombs fell from the sky,
No blood soaked the ground
No powder flash blinded the eye
No deathly thunder sounded
But just as sure as the hand of God
They brought death to my hometown
They brought death to my hometown, boys
No shells ripped
the evening sky
No cities burning down
No armies stormed the shores
for which we'd die
No dictators were crowned
I awoke on a quiet night,
I never heard a sound
The marauders raided in the dark
And brought death to my hometown, boys
Death to my hometown
They destroyed our families, factories
And they took our homes
They left our bodies on the plains
The vultures picked our bones
So, listen up my sonny boy,
Be ready when they come
For they'll be returning
Sure as the rising sun
Now get yourself a song to sing
And sing it 'til you're done
Yeah, sing it hard and sing it well
Send the robber barons staight to hell
The greedy thieves who came around
And ate the flesh of everything they found
Whose crimes have gone unpunished now
Who walk the streets as free men now
They brought death to our hometown, boys
Death to our hometown, boys
Death to our hometown, boys
Death to our hometown
Lyrics submitted by shannakett99
Track duration: 03:26
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Mr. Springsteen uses Celtic rhythms (even a touch of an accent in his voice) to give the effect of an old war anthem, while pointing out that while "marauders" come in different forms than you are used to, the result is the same: death to your hometown.
You've been warned.