The Fiddle And The Drum

And so once again

My dear Johnny, my dear friend

And so once again you are fighting us all

And when I ask you why

You raise your sticks and cry, and I fall

My friend, how did you come

To trade the fiddle for the drum?

You say I have turned

Like the enemies you've earned

But I can remember all the good things you are

And so I ask you please

Can I help you find the peace and the star?

My friend, what time is this

To trade the handshake for the fist?

And so once again

Oh America, my friend

And so once again you are fighting us all

And when we ask you why

You raise your sticks and cry, and I fall

My friend, how did you come

To trade the fiddle for the drum?

You say we have turned

Like the enemies you've earned

But we can remember all the good things you are

And so we ask you please

Can we help you find the peace and the star?

My friend, we have all come

To fear the beating of your drum

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