See the flags waving so bravely they fly The old men all cheering the young girls all cry The train pulls away you can hear the drum roll sound Another young boy going onto the k**ing ground The year pa**es slowly and now he's coming home In a railroad baggage car he lies all alone In a flag draped coffin they carry him down Another young boy home from the k**ing ground The newspapers tell of a funeral and soon The old men meet to gather up in the judgement room They look down the register to see who might be found To take a young boy's place out on the k**ing ground Why did our mothers give lives to you and me To be gambled away far over the sea When will the young people turn this world around And send the one's who make the wars onto the k**ing ground