Show michael returns from the war theres something in your face michael ive seen it there all day theres something quare that there when first ye went away its just the army life mother the drill the left the right that puts the stiffening stiff enins in yer spine and locks yer jaws up tight 49 theres something in your eyes michael ML chael and how you stare and stare youre lookin at me now me boy as though I 1 there its just the things ive seen mother the sights that come and come A bit of broken bloody pulp that used to be my chum theres something on your heart michael that makes ye wake at night and often when I 1 hear ye moan I 1 trimble in me fright its just a man I 1 killed mother a mothers son like me it seems hes bes always haunting me hell never let me be but maybe he was bad michael maybe it was right to kill the ye hate in fair and honest fight 1 I did not hate at all mother he never did me harm I 1 think he was a lad like me who worked upon a farm and it all about michael why do you have to go A quiet peaceful lad like you and we were happy so its thim up above mother its thim that sits and rules weve got to fight the wars they muke make its US as are the fools and what will be the end michael and the use I 1 say of fightlin figh tin if whoever wins its us got to pay oh t it will be the end mother when lads like him and in me e who sweat to feed the ones above decide that well be free and when will that day come michael and when will fightlin figh tin cease and simple folks may till the soil and live in jove ove and peace its comin soon and soon mother its nearer every day when all who gain their honest bread in every land and soil will claim the brotherhood of man the comradeship of toil when we the workers all demand what are we fightlin figh tin for THEN THEN well end that stupid crime that devils madness war reprint from humanity magazine |