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…
[...] Mr. President.
[...] Mr. President.
You [...]
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