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SOL DO RE
oh i marched to the battle of new orleans
SOL DO RE
at the end of the early british war
SOL LAm FA MIm
a young land started growing, a young blood started flowing
DO LAm RE
but i ain't a marching anymore
SOL DO RE
for i killed my share of indians in a thousand different fights
SOL DO RE
i was there at the little big horn
SOL LAm FA MIm
i heard many men lying i saw many more dying
DO LAm RE
and i ain't a marching anymore
DO SOL
it's always the old who lead us to the war
DO MIm LA
it's always the young who fall
DO SOL RE MIm
look at all we've won with the sabre and the gun
DO LAm RE
tell me, was it worth it all?
SOL DO RE
for i stole california from the mexican lands
SOL DO RE
and i fought in the bloody civil war.
SOL LAm FA MIm
yes i even killed my brothers and so many others
DO LAm RE
so i ain't a marching anymore
SOL DO RE
for i marched to the battles of the german trench
SOL DO RE
in a war that was bound to end all wars
SOL LAm FA MIm
and i must have killed a million men and now they want me back again
DO LAm RE
but i ain't a marching anymore.
SOL DO RE
for i flew the final mission in the japanese skies
SOL DO RE
and i set off the mighty mushroom roar
SOL LAm DO RE
when i saw their cities burning, i knew that i was learning
DO LAm RE
that i ain't a marching anymore
SOL DO RE
now the labour leader's screaming when they close the missile plants
SOL DO RE
united fruit screams at the cuban shore
SOL LAm FA MIm
call it peace or call it treason, call it love or call it reason.
DO LAm RE
but i ain't a marching anymore.
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