Intro With A5 B5 G5 A daughter born the day they walked the Moon D5 A5 Somewhere on the Edge of the Age of Aquarius B5 G5 D5 A5 In the year her mother - would have otherwise - forgotten B5 G5 July Was very hot in North Carolina D5 A5 So she left For Buffalo on a bus in the rain B5 G5 With the steam off the asphalt still wet in her hair D5 A5 B5 G5 D5 A5 And the pain of her soldier gone ... just sailed away B5 G5 Before he'as a soldier, He was just his Mother's boy D5 A5 And that's exaclty How She planned to keep him B5 G5 D5 A5 His Father died so long ago and he was all - she had B5 G5 Still she shared His Love With a very young wife D5 A5 B5 G5 D5 A5 And before the War ... things weren't so bad CHORUS: B5 G5 But every Generation makes the same mistakes D5 A5 Still we send our sons away to do the same B5 G5 The mothers cry and the daughters die inside D5 A5 B5 G5 D5 - A5 B5 G5 D5 - A5 And the sons like the fathers - march B5 G5 Whose hair was longer? I think his, she might say D5 A5 But in the Army they cut it all away B5 G5 D5 A5 Too Much Room For Wild Thoughts to grow B5 G5 And in the spring of his child's first year D5 A5 The father, hey the son, the husband B5 G5 Under beautiful sky, youth like fire in His eyes D5 A5 He gave His Life For Nothin' B5 G5 D5 A5 No, nothin' at all, they say B5 G5 So Many Years and the pain it still remains D5 A5 And now her daughter's man will sail away B5 G5 Politics and promises forever the Same D5 A5 B5 G5 D5 A5 We take away and sacrifice ... What we cannot replace FINAL CHORUS: B5 G5 But every Generation makes the same mistakes D5 A5 Still we send our sons away to do the same B5 G5 The mothers cry and the daughters die inside D5 A5 B5 A5 And the sons like the fathers - now the sons and the daugters - B5 G5 D5 - A5 B5 G5 D5 - A5 March B5 G5 D5 A5 Buffalo in the winter, bitter as it is, is home B5 G5 D5 A5 - B5 G5 D5 A5 D5 For three generations of widowed brides
