All My Soldiers

Darker skies draw near
Holding tight your bandolier
You need the rush of a gun
and the ring in your ear
All the fellas out for blood its a wild frontier

You raise your pride and domineer
Red and white for the fear
Whittle bones into your quill
and write the loot in your will

For the money and power
For the money and power

And all my soldiers singing
all my soldiers singing
all my soldiers singing