Two little boys went off to war
And didn't know what they were fighting for.
Now, it you think that act was strange,
Remember some things never change.
Two young men went off to war
And wondered what they were fighting for.
Two old men responded true,
"You fight for the red and white and blue.
Red for the blood that will be shed
And white for the hair on your mother's head.
Blue for the last sky you will see.
Now go, be gone, and keep us free."
The two old men will someday die
And two young men won't wonder why.
"It's in the stars," they well may say
As two little boys go out to play.
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