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This is an anti-war song written in the days of nuclear oppression. I don^╥t think Donovan wrote it and at some stage I came across the last verse.This verse is not on the record ( Donovan Universal Soldier 1966)
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Let me tell you the story of a soldier named Dan
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Went out to fight the good fight in South Vietnam
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Went out to fight for peace.----------------------liberty and all
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Went out to fight for equality. Hope let^╥s go
Chorus
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And the war drags on
Found himself involved in a sea of blood and bones
millions without faces--without hope and without homes--
and the guns they grew louder as they made dust out of bones
--that the flesh had long since left just as the people--left their homes--
and the war drags on
They^╥re just there to make the people free
but the way that they^╥re doing it--it don^╥t seem like that to me
just more blood letting and misery and tears
--that this poor country^╥s known--for the last twenty years--
and the war drags on
Last night young Dan had a nightmare it seems
one that kept occurring and reoccurring in his dreams
millions of people running --screaming and shouting loud