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Scorpions – The good die young

You remember every word 
That your father said 
Stay out of trouble son 
That’ll be true to yourself 
Got a prayer on your lips under the desert sun 
And the loaded gun

The good die young 
There might be no tomorrow 
In god we trust 
Through all this pain and sorrow 
The good die young 
The flame will burn forever 
And no one knows your name 
Bring the boys back home again 
Home again…


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