Rifles of the Rear Guard, Rattling through the rain, Falling back and falling back To make a stand again – Rifles of the Rear Guard, Shall you die in vain? Rifles of the Rear Guard. In the cold and wet; Rifles of the Rear Guard, We’re coming – do not fret! The rifles of the Rear Guard Shall be the Vanguard yet.SourceThe script ran 0.001 seconds.
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