Oh, I marched to the battle of New Orleans
At the end of the early British wars
The young land started growing
The young blood started flowing
But I ain't a-marching anymore!
Oh I k**ed my share of Injuns in a thousand different fights
I was there at the Little Big Horn
I heard many men a-lying
I saw many more a-dying
But I ain't a-marching anymore!
It's always the old to lead us to the wars
Always the young to fall
Now look at what we've won with a saber and a gun
Tell me is it worth it all?
For I stole California from the Mexican land
Fought in the bloody Civil War
Yes, I even k**ed my brothers
And so many others
But I ain't a-marching anymore!
For I marched to the battle of the German trench
In a war that was bound to end all wars
Oh I must have k**ed a million men
And now they want me back again
But I ain't a-marching anymore!
It's always the old to lead us to the wars
Always the young to fall
Now look at what we've won with a saber and a gun
Tell me is it worth it all?
For I flew the final mission in the Japanese sky
Set off the mighty mushroom roar
But I saw the cities burnin'
And I knew that I was learnin'
That I ain't a-marching anymore!
Now the labor leader's screamin' when they closed the missile plant
United Fruit screams at the Cuban shore
Call it peace or call it treason
Call it love or call it reason
But I ain't a-marching anymore!
I ain't a-marching anymore!