He's a souldier And he's a souldier Yeah, he's a souldier But he's a souldier He is fighting and fighting for some more Yeah, he is fighting and fighting for love now He is fighting, fighting for some more I saw him with my eyes, bearing roses in his

I just adore him So I can't ignore him The boy next door The moment I saw him smile I knew he was just my style My only regret is we've never met Though I dream of him all the while But he doesn't know I exist No matter how I may persist So it's clear to

Murder at midnight The enemy on the way Will he return with the day? The devil's seed on the way And then we tell you to pray At night I saw him And not a soul has called

Under attack, I'm being taken About to crack, defenses breaking Won't somebody see and save a heart? Come and rescue me now 'cause I'm falling apart Under attack, I'm taking cover He saw my track, my chasing lover Thinking nothing's gonna stop him now

He who has ears to hear, let him hear For this is a tale of an ancient kind In the word there lies existence and the word became flesh And dwelt among us and we saw its glory Let him hear it who will Every soul heard Some ran and hid away Some listened

That night I saw through all the magic I barely recognized him at all That night I put my youth in a casket And buried it inside of me Now I'm a witness to the death of a hero I burned all the pictures in the attic And threw away the magazines And now

Maybe I should have noticed You were my girl You were just half in love That I'm not the only one Somebody saw you with him Somebody told me that you Got another lover you've been giving it to Can't believe I believed you

(Get at me) Niggas want to clap me Snitches want to rap me Put it right where they back be I saw him, I saw him There he is right over there, over there (I see him) Okay, I got a message for you infamous You tell that son-of-a-bitch he's made a big

Felt like somebody lied When I saw him go down I had to hold my breath till the coast was clear Just to stop the tears Looking out the window out on the street I don't know what happened, I'm out on my feet I hear my mother calling my name I still come

Nobody saw him running from sixteenth avenue. They never found the fingerprint or the weapon that was used. But someone killed country music, cut out its heart and soul. They got away with murder down on music row. The almighty dollar and the lust for