Karaoke Track: Till The Last Shot's Fired by Trace Adkins (Pop Hits)

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In the winter of sixty four
When we camped in the ice

At Nashville&#39;s door
Three hundred miles
Our trail had lead

It was almost dark
I died with a grapeshot in my heart
Say a prayer for peace

Overton hill was a livin&#39; hell
When we called retreat

I died with a grapeshot in my heart
Say a prayer for peace

For every fallen son
Set my spirit free
Let me lay down my gun

Sweet mother Mary I&#39;m so tired

Say a prayer for peace
For every fallen son
Set my spirit free
Let me lay down my gun

Sweet mother Mary I&#39;m so tired
But I can&#39;t go home

For every fallen son
Set my spirit free
Let me lay down my gun

Sweet mother Mary I&#39;m so tired
But I can&#39;t go home
&#39;Til the last shot&#39;s fired

Set my spirit free
Let me lay down my gun

Sweet mother Mary I&#39;m so tired
But I can&#39;t go home
&#39;Til the last shot&#39;s fired

In June of nineteen fourty four

Let me lay down my gun

Sweet mother Mary I&#39;m so tired
But I can&#39;t go home
&#39;Til the last shot&#39;s fired

In June of nineteen fourty four
I waited in the blood

Twenty one and scared to death
My heart poundin&#39; in my chest

In June of nineteen fourty four
I waited in the blood
0f Omaha&#39;s shores

My heart poundin&#39; in my chest
I almost made the First sea wall

When my friends turned
And saw me fall
I still smell the smoke

I can taste the mud

I almost made the First sea wall

When my friends turned
And saw me fall
I still smell the smoke

Let me lay down my gun
Sweet mother Mary I&#39;m so tired

Say a prayer for peace
For every fallen son
Set my spirit free

Let me lay down my gun
Sweet mother Mary I&#39;m so tired
But I can&#39;t come home

For every fallen son
Set my spirit free

Let me lay down my gun
Sweet mother Mary I&#39;m so tired
But I can&#39;t come home
&#39;Til the last shot&#39;s fired

Set my spirit free

Let me lay down my gun
Sweet mother Mary I&#39;m so tired
But I can&#39;t come home

&#39;Til the last shot&#39;s fired
I&#39;m in the fields of Vietnam

Sweet mother Mary I&#39;m so tired
But I can&#39;t come home
&#39;Til the last shot&#39;s fired
I&#39;m in the fields of Vietnam
The mountains of Afghanistan

I did not die in vain
Say a prayer for peace

For every fallen son
Set our spirits free
Let us lay down our guns

Sweet mother Mary we&#39;re so tired

Say a prayer for peace
For every fallen son
Set our spirits free

Let us lay down our guns

Sweet mother Mary we&#39;re so tired
But we can&#39;t come home

For every fallen son
Set our spirits free
Let us lay down our guns

Sweet mother Mary we&#39;re so tired
But we can&#39;t come home
&#39;Til the last shot&#39;s fired

Set our spirits free
Let us lay down our guns

Sweet mother Mary we&#39;re so tired
But we can&#39;t come home
&#39;Til the last shot&#39;s fired
&#39;Til the last shot&#39;s fired

Let us lay down our guns

Sweet mother Mary we&#39;re so tired
But we can&#39;t come home
&#39;Til the last shot&#39;s fired
&#39;Til the last shot&#39;s fired

Say a prayer for peace for peace

Set our spirits free set us free
Let us lay down our guns

&#39;Til the last shot&#39;s fired
Say a prayer for peace for peace
For our daughters and our sons

Set our spirits free set us free
Let us lay down our guns
Sweet mother Mary we&#39;re so tired

Say a prayer for peace for peace
For our daughters and our sons

Set our spirits free set us free
Let us lay down our guns
Sweet mother Mary we&#39;re so tired
But we can&#39;t come home

For our daughters and our sons

Set our spirits free set us free
Let us lay down our guns
Sweet mother Mary we&#39;re so tired
But we can&#39;t come home
No we can&#39;t come home

Set our spirits free set us free
Let us lay down our guns
Sweet mother Mary we&#39;re so tired
But we can&#39;t come home
No we can&#39;t come home
&#39;Til the last shot&#39;s fired