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 fields



Blazing now flames of blue

Brace yourself I will take him from you



His 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 plains



Blazing now flames of blue

Brace yourself I will take him from you

Take him from you



Ooh ooh ooh



Now 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 kerosene



Blazing now flames of blue

Brace yourself I will take him from you

I will take him from you

Ooh ooh ooh

I will take him from you

I will take him from you

I will take him

Ooh ooh ooh