Nanci Griffith: "Big Blue Ball Of War" Lyrics

In 1914 this ball was at war

It went from Belgium on through Ireland

The Congo, then back home



This big blue ball of war spun on its own

Spinning history in lines of blood

When many souls fell off



(chorus) We all ride on (we all ride)

This big blue ball of war

Souls with tickets through the veil

We all ride on

We all ride on (we all ride)

This big blue ball of war

We choose to spin around and ride

This big blue ball of war



Almost a century, the blood has flowed

We've killed our men of peace around this ball

And refused to hear their ghosts



We spend our destinies in deeds of hate

Humanity upon this ball

Is just a bloody fall from grace



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A reformation might just save us all

A voice of harmony and open heart

Where the women teach the song



These men of evil deed can be proven wrong

If we join hand to hand with Abraham

So not a soul falls off



(chorus)