Charlie Boy

Charlie boy, don’t go to war
First born in forty four
Kennedy made him believe we could do much more
Lillian, don’t hang your head, love should make you feel good
In uniform you raised a man, who volunteered to stand
Play the bugle, play the taps
Make your mothers proud
Raise your rifles to the sky boys
Fire that volley loud
News was bad on Upland Ave
Metuchen mourn our loss
Sons rebelled, while fathers yelled
And mothers clutched the cross
Play the bugle, play the taps
Make your fathers proud
Raise your rifles to the sky boys
Fire that volley loud