Soldier Jane - Beck

Nobody cares what dress she wears at all

Tattered rags and paper bags and all

She’s the one sleeping in the dirt

Drag her down, don’t let her drown in dirt

Gamblers trade candles for the dice

Mothers drag their canes across the bridge

No one wake her up, she’s sleeping still

Put a candle on the window sill

Soldier Jane, don’t be afraid

Taking heart out of the shell

Taking heart out of the shell

Throw it away

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strike the darkness from the room

Knives, they take the poison from the wound

'Cause they drag us down into the ruins

Sleep away our cares, dirty boots

Soldier Jane, don’t be afraid

Taking heart out of the shell

Taking heart out of the shell

Throw it away