Tekster: Gerry Rafferty. Blood and Glory.

Don't you feel like talkin' to a man
Who's fed up walkin' all the time
Don't you feel like sayin' to a man
Who's fed up prayin' that you're mine

We fought a lot of battles from
Nebraska to Seattle, I'm so tired
We hid in lonely places and we never
Seen the faces 'til they fired

Well hear me talkin'
(Blood and glory)
I'm fed up walkin'
(Blood and glory)
I'll tell a story
(Blood and glory)
About blood and glory

When we threw away our sabers
And we joined with Preston's Raiders for a while
We looted and we plundered
While the Yankee cannons thundered, we just smiled

But now back home in Kentucky
And I know I've been lucky to survive
I never want to see another
Cannon aimed at me while I'm alive

Well hear me talkin'
(Blood and glory)
I'm fed up walkin'
(Blood and glory)
I'll tell a story
(Blood and glory)
About blood and glory