The Trooper (Iron Maiden)

The Trooper

(Harris)

You'll take my life but I'll take yours too 
You'll fire your musket but I'll run you through 
So when you're waiting for the next attack 
You'd better stand there's no turning back. 

The bugle sounds and the charge begins 
But on this battlefield no one wins 
The smell of acrid smoke and horses breath 
As I plunge on into certain death. O-o-o-oh, O-o-o-oh! 

The horse he sweats with fear we break to run 
The mighty roar of the Russian guns 
And as we race towards the human wall 
The screams of pain as my comrades fall 

We hurdle bodies that lay on the ground 
And the Russians fire another round 
We get so near yet so far away 
We won't live to fight another day. O-o-o-oh, O-o-o-oh! 

We get so close near enough to fight 
When a Russian gets me in his sights 
He pulls the trigger and I feel the blow 
burst of rounds take my horse below. 

And as I lay there gazing at the sky 
My body's numb and my throat is dry 
And as I lay forgotten and alone 
Without a tear I draw my parting groan. O-o-o-oh, O-o-o-oh!