His comrades have enlisted, but his mother bids him stay,
His soul is sick with coward shame, his head hangs low to-day,
His eyes no longer sparkle, and his breast is void of pride
And I think that she has lost him though she's kept him at her side.
Oh, I'm sorry for the mother, but I'm sorrier for the lad
Who must look on life forever as a hopeless dream and sad.
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Yeah. Send that boy to Viet Nam. Send that boy to feed the roadside bombs in the Middle East. At least this Mother will save her son and in twenty years or less he will see there is no wisdom in jumping on the war wagon because your peers are doing so.