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You don’t fight, we won’t fight.
We can sleep in peace this Christmas night.
The war is over by the troops decree.
It’s a dead-end fight, and we all agree,
but what are we gonna do come the morning light?
You don’t fight, we won’t fight.
We can meet halfway on the bloody ice,
comradely bond, with no arms drawn,
got me wondering who’s side I’m on.
I got a flask of something strong and I’m sharing it with friends tonight.
You don’t fight, we won’t fight.
We can bury our dead and honor them right.
I’ll pray for you, and you’ll pray for me,
and we’ll redefine bravery.
I’m strong and proud, but I ain’t gonna take a life.
You don’t fight, we won’t fight.
I’ve got a half your men right in my sights,
but I’ve seen your lives and I’ve seen your dead,
so I’m firing well above your head.
The world’s gone mad, but I ain’t gonna take a life.
You don’t fight, we won’t fight.
Will this courage last past Christmas night?
And what will they say in a hundred years
when they look back on what’s happened here?
What are we gonna do come the morning light?
1. On Christmas 1914, during WWI, the soldiers from both sides declared an unofficial truce, and sang and played together.
But past Christmas day, or at most past New Year’s Day, they got back to fighting.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Christmas_truce