Chin Music lyrics
A soldier boy and his violin / Uneasy wartime ballet / Omaha Beach / Normandy on D-Day / As his fellow man lay dying / And crimson tide colored the shore / Sons cried for their mothers / Bitter pill of war / He strikes the strings / His heart is on parade / Knows one day he'll be gone / But his melody will stay / A teenage boy in his attic / Finds a case tattered and torn / His father's violin / Companion through the war / He dusts off the fiddle / And raises up to his chin / What the old leave behind / And what the young begin
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