When my brother came marching home from Nam, hoorah, hoorah!
He found that his lady had married another man, haroo, haroo!
His whole world was shattered, and torn all apart,
Nothing else mattered, she'd broken his heart
It was so darn tragic
When Eddie came marching Home
When a friend of mine came marching back from Desert Storm
It seemed that noone 'cept family appreciated his uniform
He said that if his fighting for freedom meant no more to us,
He wished he had stayed on that "dog-gone" (Grey hound) bus,
And had just kept on going
When he marched back from Desert Storm
When a man I know, came wheeling back from overseas
A road-side bomb had taken both of his legs, below the knees
It has taken a while, but he's regained his pride
He still gives a salute to all of his friends who has died
He held his head up, proudly
When he wheeled back from overseas
Today, another soldier died, in South Irac
Like too many men before him, he's not marching back!
Just a young man, in the prime of his life,
He's leaving behind a small child and a wife
God rest all of our heros
Who has fallen in So Irac
Today, I pray, there'll come a day; all war will cease!
That someday we will find a way to gain World Peace
If it says in the Bible that thou shalt not kill,
Why in the world does man's blood have to spill?
We should all be praying
For the day all war will cease