Aya Aya Wae

Lyrics by Ruth copeland

Thanks for the birthday card
I got it today
You must still care for me
You remembered my birthday

No, I haven’t heard the news
Hope this card means we’re back
It’s been very lonely, Love
But I guess you know that

It’s been so hard for me
Oh alone without you
I couldn’t touch another man
No one after you.

So thanks for the birthday card
Hope you’re not mad I called
Out of all my birthday gifts
It’s the best gift of all

Hey, is there’s something bothering you?
Come on tell me what it is
No, nobody’s told me
Oh, you got engaged

No that’s not me you hear
Just this connection is bad
Sometimes wind crying through the wilds
Makes sound that oh sad

No that’s not me you hear
Just this connection is bad
Sometimes wind crying through the wilds
Makes sounds that oh sad

But thanks for the birthday card
I guess it’s goodbye
Yeah, I’ll try and make [it to] your wedding, Love
If I don’t die…

Pardon? oh I just said goodbye…

Lyrics by Ruth Copeland, Donald Charles Baldwin

A telegram for me, Sir?
What does it say?
"Killed in Action"
Oh God he’s dead…

I’m to go to Washington…
…to get his award from the President
and to hear his speech…
…on how this country needs more men to die like him…

Oh no!!!

Can this medal love me in the morning?!
Can this medal replace my dreams and plans?!
Oh, can your medal kiss me [...]
No! Your piece of gold cannot replace my man…

Never!!!

This was his country and his home.
His pride was a birth right that he owned.
He never understood the reasons for this war.
But he had no choice, you have no commanding voice.
And it can’t be right,
‘Cause something’s wrong inside of me.
I said "something’s wrong!"

Oh! Can this medal love me in the morning?!
Can this medal replace my dreams and plans?!
Oh! Can this medal can kiss me [...]
No no! That piece of gold cannot replace my man…

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