Chorus
Just a roll, just a roll,
Just a roll on your drum.
Just a roll, just a roll,
And the war has begun.
Now the right things the wrong thing,
No more excuses to come.
Just one step at a time
And the war has begun.
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Shes run away, shes run away,
And she ran so bitterly.
Now, call to your colours, friend,
Dont you call to me.
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Dont you cry, dont you cry,
Dont you cry upon the sea.
Dont you cry, dont you cry
For your lady and me.
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