Crosby, Stills & Nash - Yours and Mine lyrics

I can see a boy of fourteen He's got a rifle in his hand He's dying to defend his desert land He's got an arm around his father Another arm around his gun Must the child in the father die so young? There's a teenage girl in Belfast Playing in the street Her brother plays a different game and he's turning up the heat On the soldiers around the corner And the powers overseas And who are they to ruin lives like these? 'Cos they're yours and they're mine They're yours and mine 'Cos they're yours and they're mine Yours and mine So you think that it's so easy Just to let I pa** you by You watch T.V. and pretend it's all a lie But you know there is no Third World It happens to us all There's just one world and the kids are the first to fall And they're yours and they're mine They're yours and mine And they're yours and they're mine They're yours and mine They're yours and they're mine Yours and mine And she raised him for something Better than a bullet He's a every mother's son And she raised him for something Better than a bullet He's a every mother's son And she raised him for something Better than a bullet He's a every mother's son His life's hanging from a trigger I won't to pull it 'Cos they're yours and they're mine They're yours and mine 'Cos they're yours and they're mine They're yours and mine 'Cos they're yours and they're mine They're yours and mine 'Cos they're yours and they're mine Yours and mine