One More Parade

One More Parade
One More Parade
Phil Ochs
Written by Phil Ochs and Bob Gibson
Hup, two, three, four, marchin' down the street
Rollin' of the drums and the trampin' of the feet
General salutes and the mothers wave and weep
Here comes the big parade
Don't be afraid, price is paid
One more parade

\tCHORUS
\tSo young, so strong, so ready for the war
\tSo willin' to go an' die upon a foreign shore
\tAll march together, everybody looks the same
\tSo there is no one you can blame
\tDon't be ashamed, light the flame
\tOne more parade
Listen for the sound and listen for the noise
Listen for the thunder of the marching boys
Few years ago their guns were only toys
Here comes the big parade
Don't be afraid, price is paid
One more parade
\tCHORUS
Medals on their coats and guns in their hands
Trained to kill as they're trained to stand
Ten thousand ears need only one command
Here comes the big parade
Don't be afraid, price is paid
One more parade
\tCHORUS
Cold hard stares on faces so proud
Kisses from the girls and cheers from the crowd
And the widows from the last war cry into their shrouds
Here comes the big parade
Don't be afraid, price is paid
Don't be ashamed, war's a game
World in flames
So start the parade!!