Freda Payne - Bring the Boys Home (Re-Recorded)

Текст песни

Fathers are pleading
Lovers are all alone
Mothers are prayin
Send our sons back home
Oh you marched them away
On ships and planes
To a senseless war
Facing death in vain
Bring the boys home
Bring them back alive
Turn the ships around
Lay your weapons down
Can’t you see them marchin across the sky
All the soldiers that have died
Trying to get home
Can’t you see them trying to get home
Tryin to get home
Tryin to get home
Cease all fire
On the battlefield
Enough men have already
Been wounded and killed
Bring the boys home
Bring them back alive
Turn the ships around
Lay your weapons down
-Break-
Ya ha ha ya, ya ha ha ya
Trying to get home
Bring the boys home
Bring them back alive
Whater they doin over there now
When we need 'em over here now
What they doin over there now
When we need them over here now
Bring 'em bring 'em bring 'em home
(bring them back alive)
Bring 'em bring 'em bring 'em home
(bring them back alive)
Bring 'em bring 'em bring 'em back back home
(bring them back alive)
Bring the boys home
(bring them back alive)