Ed. Morton's Sensational Anti-War Song Hit
Words by Alfred Bryan, 1871-1958
Music by Al. Piantadosi, 1884-1955
MIDI file courtesy Benjamin Tubb.
Ten million soldiers to the war have gone,
Who may never return again.
Ten million motherís hearts must break
For the ones who died in vain.
Head bowed down in sorrow
In her lonely years,
I heard a mother murmur throí her tears:
CHORUS [sung twice after each verse]
ďI didnít raise my boy to be a soldier,
I brought him up to be my pride and joy,
Who dares to place a musket on his shoulder,
To shoot some other motherís darling boy?
Let nations arbitrate their future troubles,
Itís time to lay the sword and gun away,
Thereíd be no war today,
If motherís all would say,
ďI didnít raise my boy to be a soldier.Ē
What victory can cheer a motherís heart,
When she looks at her blighted home?
What victory can bring her back
All she cared to call her own.
Let each mother answer
In the years to be,
Remember that my boy belongs to me!
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