Freda Payne - Bring the Boys Home
Fathers are pleading
Lovers are all alone
Mothers are praying
Send our sons back home (tell 'em 'bout it)
You marched them away
Yes, you did now
On ships and planes
To the senseless war
Facing death in vain
Bring the boys home (bring 'em back alive)
Bring the boys home (bring 'em back alive)
Bring the boys home (bring 'em back alive)
Bring the boys home (bring 'em back alive) (why don't you)
Turn the ships around (everybody oh)
Lay your weapons down
Can't you see 'em march across the sky
All the soldiers that have died
Tryin' to get home
Can't you see them tryin' to get home?
Tryin' to get home
They're tryin' to get home
Seesaw fire (tell 'em 'bout it
On the battlefield
Enough men have already
Been wounded and killed
Bring the boys home (bring 'em back alive)
Bring the boys home (bring 'em back alive)
Bring the boys home (bring 'em back alive)
Bring the boys home (bring 'em back alive) (why don't you)
Turn the ships around (everybody oh)
Lay your weapons down
(Mothers, fathers and lovers, can't you see them)
Ooh, ooh
Tryin' to get home
Can't you see them tryin' to get home? (Have mercy)
Ooh, ooh
Tryin' to get home, tryin' to get home
Bring the boys home (bring 'em back alive)
Bring the boys home (bring 'em back alive)
Bring the boys home (bring 'em back alive)
Bring the boys home (bring 'em back alive)
What they doing over there, now (bring 'em back alive)
When we need them over here, now (bring 'em back alive)
What they doing over there, now (bring 'em back alive)
When we need them over here, now (bring 'em back alive)
Bring 'em home, bring 'em home (bring 'em back alive)
Bring 'em home, bring 'em home (bring 'em back alive)
Written by:
Angelo Bond, General N. Johnson, Gregory S. Perry
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