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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bob Dylan
Bob Dylan
Performer
Drew Sherrod & Strange Daddy
Drew Sherrod & Strange Daddy
Remixer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Bob Dylan
Bob Dylan
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Drew Sherrod & Strange Daddy
Drew Sherrod & Strange Daddy
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Come you masters of war
You that build the big guns
You that build the death planes
You that build all the bombs
You that hide behind walls
You that hide behind desks
I just want you to know
I can see through your masks
You that never done nothin'
But build to destroy
You play with my world
Like it's your little toy
You put a gun in my hand
And you hide from my eyes
And you turn and run farther
When the fast bullets fly
You've thrown the worst fear
That can ever be hurled
Fear to bring children
Into the world
For threatening my baby
Unborn and unnamed
You ain't worth the blood
That runs in your veins
And I hope that you die
And your death will come soon
I'll follow your casket
By the pale afternoon
And I'll watch while you're lowered
Down to your deathbed
And I'll stand over your grave
'Til I'm sure that you're dead
Written by: Bob Dylan
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