Saint Thomas - Children of the New Brigade
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I remember when we were so small
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when we learned how to make our call.
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And our mother in so much pain;
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it's a miracle that she's still sane.
Ref.
F C
I can see it for myself how we did it,
G C
there's no need to dig in it now.
F C
We don't need to get it together,
F G C
keep that goes the way!
F G C
Keep that goes the way!
Am F G C
We were the children of the new brigade;
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quite tough and slightly insane.
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One with glasses the other one was bold,
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at least that was what we were told.
Am F G C
Don't need to mingle with the cool ones at all,
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we just know how to make our call.
Am G C
And if we were left alone,
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we let it pass and follow way back home.
Ref.
F C
Worn out clothes in all kinds of weather,
G C
did not care if the other kids laughed.
F C
We don't need to get it together,
F G C
keep that goes the way!
F G C
Keep that goes the way!
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