When the boys and girls come home,
Flags and banners waving high
Shouting loud
"We did it for our country,
For world freedom we risked our lives"

No,  NO

On their faces writ the lie
Not for freedom God or country
Did  the young ones bleed and die
Yes banners held on high
But held in trembling hands
Those who left their dearest friends
Dead in foreign lands

NO

The bled and died because their countries
Could provide no decent work
I saw no  well paid or famous
Bleeding in the dirt