Matt York Hard Days lyrics

I'm not a soldier man, just a boy with a gun in my hand.

I'm a baby, in a war.



They came on a cold, dark, night.

Stole our mothers and forced us to fight and we don't know what for.



One day. We'll stand in the sun, one day.

When I'm in a bad way, we'll sing our songs as one.

But it's hard days.

Hard days.



I'm not a preachers son.


I can't stand the things that I've done but a soldier don't cry.



And no one will ever pay for the childhood they've stolen from me.

They can't break me, but they try. Yeah they try.





One day. We'll stand in the sun, one day.

When I'm in a bad way, we'll sing our songs as one.

But it's hard days.

Hard days.