So ole Bin Laden chickened out
He’s hiding secretly
He’s not accepting credit for
This terrorizing spree
In years gone by he stood up proud
And said, Yes I’m the one.
The one who trains the terrorists
I do it and it’s fun
But not this time, he runs to hide
The terror’s coming home.
He’s racked with fear, cause now he knows
There’s no place he can roam.
As surely as the time goes by
The world will come to see
That ole Bin Laden will become
A scourge in history.
His time is marked, he’s walking dead
And this he knows for sure
And as we fight for righteousness
I’m sure we will endure.
I say with soberness of heart
We’ll march the warring trail
But with God’s help and humble hearts
Our freedom will prevail.
© by James O'Brien 2001
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