My Maria
She's a simple kind of girl
Goes to mass
Sees the blood of Jesus flow
Oh-oh, Maria
Oh-oh, Maria
Then her mother told her baby
How her brother died
Streets were fighting
And the rivers all ran dry
Oh-oh, Maria
Oh-oh, Maria
God bless the child
Who leaves his mother
And gives his all
To see the fight (to see the fight)
To see the fight (to see the fight)
To see the fight (to see the fight)
Death, destruction, God and country
When she fell
Never saw those faces 'til she got to hell
Oh-oh, Maria
Oh-oh, Maria
To see the fight (to see the fight)
To see the fight (to see the fight)
To see the fight (to see the fight)
