In the veterans big parade
Marched the businessmen's brigade
While behind the high school band
The ladies fife and drum corps played
In the veterans big parade
The flag flew high and free
Down they marched to Fourth and Main
Our soldiers died but not in vain
God was with us
That's for sure
He proved it cause
It didn't rain
Balloons batons you wanted to cry
The best day in July
At the veterans cemetery
Then the services were said
There the Mayor's first assistant
Wiped his glasses
Put them on
And red
We're gathered here
Dear friends today
To show our brave boys
Where they lay
We are with them all the way
And I think it's safe to say
They are not
Alone
They are not
Alone
All the widows proudly smiled
(Except for one with an infant child)
Picnic time was then announced
And all the little kids went wild
Picnic blankets then were spread
And the beer flowed fast and free
There were clams and corn on the cob
To feed the celebrating mob
(Once in a while
I don't know why
The infant child
Began to sob)
Other than that is was New Year's Eve
Till it was time to leave
Then a fine Hawaiian band
Played and sang
Aloha oh
And their voices drifted low
Between the crosses
Painted white
Row on row on row
Aloha oh
And so goodbye
Till next year boys
Next July
We are with you
All the way
And I think
It's safe to say
You are not
Alone
You are not
Alone
You are not
Alone
Marched the businessmen's brigade
While behind the high school band
The ladies fife and drum corps played
In the veterans big parade
The flag flew high and free
Down they marched to Fourth and Main
Our soldiers died but not in vain
God was with us
That's for sure
He proved it cause
It didn't rain
Balloons batons you wanted to cry
The best day in July
At the veterans cemetery
Then the services were said
There the Mayor's first assistant
Wiped his glasses
Put them on
And red
We're gathered here
Dear friends today
To show our brave boys
Where they lay
We are with them all the way
And I think it's safe to say
They are not
Alone
They are not
Alone
All the widows proudly smiled
(Except for one with an infant child)
Picnic time was then announced
And all the little kids went wild
Picnic blankets then were spread
And the beer flowed fast and free
There were clams and corn on the cob
To feed the celebrating mob
(Once in a while
I don't know why
The infant child
Began to sob)
Other than that is was New Year's Eve
Till it was time to leave
Then a fine Hawaiian band
Played and sang
Aloha oh
And their voices drifted low
Between the crosses
Painted white
Row on row on row
Aloha oh
And so goodbye
Till next year boys
Next July
We are with you
All the way
And I think
It's safe to say
You are not
Alone
You are not
Alone
You are not
Alone
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On My Way To Where
La grande parata dei veterani, una sfilata di ipocrisia e di menzogne celebrata come una festa da tutti tranne che da una vedova con un bambino piccolo.