Oh, brother
So they sent you off to war
Left you stranded
On some distant shore
Little children
Building castles in the sand
Lonesome soldiers
Fighting in a foreign land
Oh
When's it gonna change?
Oh
Who are we to blame?
Mother
Such a lonely one
She is waiting
To hear from her son
Holding close and letting go
She cannot hide what she won't show
Her anger tears a hole
Through each and every wall
Oh
When's it gonna change?
Oh
No one left to blame
What
Are we fighting for?
Why
Are we always at war?
When
Will we bring them home?
Where, where
Will they turn when they come home
Father
So you sent me off to war
Can you tell me
What we're fight for?
Killing children
Holding rifles in our hands
Lonesome soldiers
Fighting in a foreign land
*Chorus
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