When your sons go off to war
Album: Off the information highway
By: John David Coupland
By: John David Coupland
Duration
3:44
Genres
Description
A parent's perspective on war.
Lyrics
When your sons go off to war, Pipes and drums and banners soar, Marching through the town such mighty men. Children wave and young girls cheer, And mothers cry such bitter tears, Marching through the town such mighty men. To fight for king, to fight for freedom, The sabre’s ring, the musket ball. When the marching fades away, We cannot meet our neighbours gaze, Our thoughts are with our sons, such mighty men. We turn our hands to daily chores, And put away the clothes they wore. Our thoughts are with our sons, such mighty men. We count the days and then the news, They’re overseas, the battle looms. Yet they are in good cheer, such mighty men. And then the wait, the silent days, For us all joy has passed away. Yet they are in good cheer, such mighty men. The news breaks when the miller’s son, With just one leg is carried home. He knows the fate of all our mighty men. He bravely says, “The battle’s won.” I fear to ask, “What of my son?” He knows the fate of all our mighty men. When your sons go off to war, Pipes and drums and banners soar, Marching through the town such mighty men. Children wave and young girls cheer, And mothers cry such bitter tears, Marching through the town such mighty men. Such mighty men. Such mighty men.
