A flat-footed traveler came in off the street
And opened up his carpet bag of Persian at my feet
And gathering up the remnant trampled 'neath his heels
I've come for your brother he said pointin' to the fieldsBlazing now flames of blue
Brace yourself I will take him from youHis face was not angelical saintly in the least
And I could tell from his accent he was from the east
And I took him for a cripple he walked with a cane
I've come for your brother, he said pointin' to the plainsBlazing now flames of blue
Brace yourself I will take him from you
Take him from youNow the new world flags are flyin' ships are on alert
The orders sent out overseas mustn't be overheard
While information flickers in her war machines
Me I have my orders and lamps of keroseneBlazing now flames of blue
Brace yourself I will take him from you
I will take him from youI will take him from you
I will take him from you
I will take him