One More Parade

One More Parade Phil Ochs Written by Phil Ochs and Bob Gibson Hup, two, three, four, marchin' down the street Rollin' of the drums and the trampin' of the feet General salutes and the mothers wave and weep Here comes the big parade Don't be afraid, price is paid One more parade CHORUS So young, so strong, so ready for the war So willin' to go an' die upon a foreign shore All march together, everybody looks the same So there is no one you can blame Don't be ashamed, light the flame One more parade Listen for the sound and listen for the noise Listen for the thunder of the marching boys Few years ago their guns were only toys Here comes the big parade Don't be afraid, price is paid One more parade CHORUS Medals on their coats and guns in their hands Trained to kill as they're trained to stand Ten thousand ears need only one command Here comes the big parade Don't be afraid, price is paid One more parade CHORUS Cold hard stares on faces so proud Kisses from the girls and cheers from the crowd And the widows from the last war cry into their shrouds Here comes the big parade Don't be afraid, price is paid Don't be ashamed, war's a game World in flames So start the parade!!