Billy came down from northern Scotland only yesterday
Over land and under low cloud, year long winter grey
Born in 1977, will die in '95
A modern day statistic in collateral damage
Billy prays not to survive
A year and a day since he went away, now everybody look at me
Without a sound, he kissed the ground
Billy's line
Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, oh, hey, hey, oh, you
God on my side, watching
Hey, hey, oh, hey, hey, oh, you
God on my side, watching you
And ever since a friend had told him
"Billy, you're looking fine"
He'd sensed that a place in the human race
Was looking more and more like a right divine
Not a million miles from Welwyn Garden City, his favorite melody
Ooh, radio, world war three
Hey, hey, oh, hey, hey, oh, you
God on my side, watching
Hey, hey, oh, hey, hey, oh, you
God on my side, watching you
God on my side, watching you
A year and a day since he went away
Now everybody look at me
Without a sound, he kissed the ground
Billy's line
Hey, hey, oh
Hey, hey, oh, hey, hey, oh, you
God on my side, watching
Hey, hey, oh, hey, hey, oh, you
God on my side, watching you
God on my side, watching you
Billy walked down the full length of the hallway
And opened up the double doors
Seven hundred miles to be united
Billy, lie down and join your family line
(Your family line, your family line)
