I Didn't Raise My Boy To Be A Soldier

I Didn't Raise My Boy To Be A Soldier
Ten million soldiers to the war have gone
Who may never return again
Ten million mothers' hearts must break
For the ones who died in vain
Head bowed down in sorrow through the lonely years
I heard a mother murmur through her tears

I didn't raise my boy to be a soldier
I brought him up to be my pride and joy
Who dares to place some musket on his shoulder
To shoot some other mother's darling boy
Let nations arbitrate their future troubles
It's time to lay the sword and gun away
There'd be no wars today if mothers all would say:
"I didn't raise my boy to be a soldier
I brought him up to be my pride and joy
Who dares to place some musket on his shoulder
To shoot some other mother's darling boy
Let nations arbitrate their future troubles
It's time to lay the sword and gun away"
There'd be no wars today if mothers all would say:
"I didn't raise my boy to be a soldier"