To all the troops I sent to war
Who won't be coming home no more
I'm glad you came along
I dedicate this song
To all the troops I sent to war
To all the troops who may survive
The bees that trap you in their hive
They don't appreciate
The ones who liberate
They think their land is occupied.
Our men and women keep on dying
And every time I try to say
That I feel guilty for the lies I told
My foolish pride gets in the way
To all the troops I sent to war
Who won't be coming home no more
I'm happy as can be
It's you instead of me
And soon I plan to send some more
To all the troops who shook my hand
Then built my castles in the sand
The war goes on and on
And just like Vietnam
You'll stay until the bitter end
Our men and women keep on dying
And every time I try to say
That I feel guilty for the lies I told
My foolish pride gets in the way
Our boys and girls just keep on dying
And every time I try to say
That I'm so sorry that I caused their deaths
My foolish pride gets in the way
To all the troops who died for me
In coffins that I dare not see
We'll give your Mom and Dad
A medal and a flag
Their loss will be my victory...
Who won't be coming home no more
I'm glad you came along
I dedicate this song
To all the troops I sent to war
To all the troops who may survive
The bees that trap you in their hive
They don't appreciate
The ones who liberate
They think their land is occupied.
Our men and women keep on dying
And every time I try to say
That I feel guilty for the lies I told
My foolish pride gets in the way
To all the troops I sent to war
Who won't be coming home no more
I'm happy as can be
It's you instead of me
And soon I plan to send some more
To all the troops who shook my hand
Then built my castles in the sand
The war goes on and on
And just like Vietnam
You'll stay until the bitter end
Our men and women keep on dying
And every time I try to say
That I feel guilty for the lies I told
My foolish pride gets in the way
Our boys and girls just keep on dying
And every time I try to say
That I'm so sorry that I caused their deaths
My foolish pride gets in the way
To all the troops who died for me
In coffins that I dare not see
We'll give your Mom and Dad
A medal and a flag
Their loss will be my victory...
Contributed by Riccardo Venturi - 2005/8/2 - 22:49
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Lyrics and revised musical arrangement by The Compassionate Conservatives
Original release 13-Jun-2004