Big Blue Ball Of War Lyrics - Singles - Nanci Griffith

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 it's own 

Spinning history in lines of blood 

When many souls fell off 

And we all ride on, this big blue ball of war 

Souls with tickets through the veil, we all ride on 

And we all ride on, 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 

And we all ride on 

(We all ride) 

This big blue ball of war 

Souls with tickets through the veil 

We all ride on, and 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 

A reformation just might 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 

And we'll all ride on 

(We all ride) 

This big blue ball of war 

Souls with tickets through the veil 

We'll all ride on, and we'll all ride on 

(We all ride) 

This big blue ball of war 

We'll choose to spin around and ride 

This big blue ball of war 

We'll choose to spin around and ride 

This big blue ball of war