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"Sittin' restless under the moonlight I know I'm gettin' ready to kill They say we're goin' in with the daylight Ma I don't want to but I will 'Cause I don't know the man that kills me And I don't know these men I kill I pray to God for my salvation Wash away the blood I spilled I try not to think about my family 'Cause it's a little too much to take Out here I got me and I got my buddy We can't afford even one mistake Sorry about writin' on dirty cardboard It's the only paper that I could find Tell everyone I got their letters Tell everyone I'm doin' fine Late at night when I can dream, Ma I think about life back in the world I miss you and Dad, I miss sister Sarah I miss my wife and my baby girl Pray for me, pray for my soul, Ma Pray for me and all my sins They say that I got a job to do now And I'll be back when it finally ends Do you think I should be fighting? Ma are you proud, are you ashamed Really I'm tryin' to do the right thing I hope my government can say the same 'Cause I won't know the man that kills me And I don't know these men I kill We all wind up on the same side 'Cause ain't none of us doin' God's will "