Pack Up Your Gods, you won't need them anymore.
Pack Up Your Gods, you won't need them anymore....
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Pack Up Your Guns, you're headed for war!
Pack Up Your Guns, your leaving for WAR!
America, how sweet the sound that saved a wretch like me,
I once was lost but now I'm found was blind but now I See
Oh, America, how sweet the sound that saved a wretch like me,
I once was lost but now I'm found was blind but now I SEE...
(music)