This Blood's For You - Big Country

Held his cards close to his chest

And smiled across the mud

Blew the smoke from a green flak vest

And laid back like a god

Saved my life a million times

Before I knew his name

Watched him die between the lines

Praying for his pain

For all the struggle that you go through

For sorrow that we cause

For all the trouble that you go to

For all your mortal flaws

For every wicked sinner born anew

And every fallen angel turning blue

For every long, lost soul without a shoe

Hey, for all, for all that you do

This blood’s for you

Kicked the dust between the rows

And dug and empty well

Broke the plow then blew his nose

And cursed the sky to hell

Said its got so dry out here

That I can’t even cry

I can’t work and I can’t speak

But it’s too damn hot to die

For all the struggle that you go through

For sorrow that we cause

For all the trouble we put you to

For all our mortal flaws

For every wicked sinner born anew

Yeah for every fallen angel turning blue

For every long, lost soul without a shoe

Hey, for all, for all that you do

This blood’s for you

God put his son upon the world

To spare the sins of men

Let them kill him on a cross

And then took him home again

Maybe he’s a vengeful god

And maybe we’re to blame

Maybe we’re just paying back

The blood and death and pain

For all the struggle that you go through

For sorrow that we cause

For all the trouble we put you through

For all our mortal flaws

And for every wicked sinner born anew

And for every fallen angel turning blue

Yeah, for every long, lost soul without a shoe

Yeah, for all, for all that you do

This blood’s for you