Intro With A

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A daughter born the day they walked the Moon
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Somewhere on the Edge of the Age of Aquarius
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In the year her mother - would have otherwise - forgotten

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July Was very hot in North Carolina
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So she left For Buffalo on a bus in the rain
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With the steam off the asphalt still wet in her hair
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And the pain of her soldier gone ... just sailed away


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Before he'as a soldier, He was just his Mother's boy
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And that's exaclty How She planned to keep him
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His Father died so long ago and he was all - she had
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Still she shared His Love With a very young wife
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And before the War   ...   things weren't so bad

CHORUS:

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     But every Generation makes the same mistakes
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     Still we send our sons away to do the same
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     The mothers cry and the daughters die inside
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     And the sons like the fathers  -  march

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Whose hair was longer? I think his, she might say
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But in the Army they cut it all away
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Too Much Room For Wild Thoughts to grow
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And in the spring of his child's first year
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The father, hey the son, the husband
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Under beautiful sky, youth like fire in His eyes
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He gave His Life For Nothin'
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No, nothin' at all, they say

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So Many Years and the pain it still remains
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And now her daughter's man will sail away
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Politics and promises forever the Same
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We take away and sacrifice  ...  What we cannot replace

FINAL CHORUS:

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     But every Generation makes the same mistakes
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     Still we send our sons away to do the same
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     The mothers cry and the daughters die inside
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     And the sons like the fathers - now the sons and the daugters - 
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     March  

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Buffalo in the winter, bitter as it is, is home
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For three generations of widowed brides