The War Drags On

Let me tell you the story of a soldier named Dan

Went out to fight the good fight in South Vietnam

Went out to fight for peace, liberty and all

Went out to fight for equality, hope, let's go

And the war drags on

Found himself involved in a sea of blood and bones

Millions without faces, without hope and without homes

And the guns they grew louder as they made dust out of bones

That the flesh had long since left just as the people left their homes

And the war drags on

They're just there to try and make the people free

But the way that they're doing it, it don't seem like that to me

Just more blood-letting and misery and tears

That this poor country's known for the last twenty years

And the war drags on

Last night poor Dan had a nightmare it seems

One kept occurring and re-occurring in his dream

Cities full of people burn and scream and shoutin' loud

And right over head a great orange mushroom cloud

And there's no more war

For there's no more world

And the tears come streaming down

Yes, I lie crying on the ground