The Defector — текст песни (Roy Orbison)

It`s the Bonnie and Clyde days
Where the girls wear curls and lace
And the boys can`t stand the pace of war

It`s not the war but the cause the country`s fighting for
The seed of discontent is sown
They`re burning card back home, back home

The old folks just can`t ignore
The posters with ink anymore
I`m not sure what to think

Now I wonder why I`m on this foreign shore
To find peace of mind
For now I walk alone
Amd it`s no better to leave than stay
And give more than I had to give

My life was not my own the wife I`ve never known
I may never know I may never go back home
To the land of the free, back home
To the land of the free back home
Would there be a place for me back home back home?

Well I always wonder why
Will they take me when I die back home