Soldiers Who Want to be Heroes

Soldiers Who Want To Be Heroes number practically zero
But there are millions who want to be civilians
Come and take my eldest son, show him how to hold a gun
Wipe his eyes if he should cry when the bullets fly.
Give him a rifle, take his hoe, show him a field where he can go
To lay his body down and die without asking why
Soldiers Who Want To Be Heroes number practically zero
But there are millions who want to be civilians
Soldiers Who Want To Be Heroes number practically zero
But there are millions who want to be civilians
Sticks and stones can break your bones and even names can hurt us
But the thing that hurts us all are leaders who desert us
So don’t you think its time to weed the leaders that no longer lead
From the people of the land who’d long to see their sons again?
Soldiers Who Want To Be Heroes number practically zero
But there are millions who want to be civilians
Soldiers Who Want To Be Heroes number practically zero
But there are millions who want to be civilians
Hut two three four
When they fall they’ll send some more
Five six seven eight
Send us down we just can’t wait
God if men could only see the lessons taught by history
That all the singers of this song cannot right a single wrong
Let all men of good will stay in the fields they have to till
Feed the mouths they have to fill and cast away their arms
Soldiers Who Want To Be Heroes number practically zero
But there are millions who want to be civilians
Soldiers Who Want To Be Heroes number practically zero
But there are millions who want to be civilians
Soldiers Who Want To Be Heroes number practically zero
But there are millions who want to be civilians
Soldiers Who Want To Be Heroes number practically zero
But there are millions who want to be civilians
Soldiers Who Want To Be Heroes number practically zero
But there are millions who want to be civilians
But there are millions who want to be civilians
But there are millions who want to be civilians