| He’s five foot two
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| and he’s six feet four,
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| he fights with missiles and with spears.
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| He’s all of thirty-one
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| and he’s only seventeen,
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| He’s been a soldier through a thousand years.
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| He’s a Catholic, a Hindu,
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| an atheist, a Jain,
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| a Buddhist, a Baptist and a Jew.
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| And he knows he shouldn’t kill
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| and he knows he always will
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| kill you for me my friend and me for you.
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| And he’s fighting for Canada,
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| he’s fighting for France,
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| he’s fighting for the USA.
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| And he’s fighting for the Russains
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| and he’s fighting for Japan,
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| and he thinks we’ll put an end to war this way.
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| And he’s fighting for democracy,
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| he’s fighting for the Reds,
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| he says it’s for the peace of all.
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| He’s the one who must decide,
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| who’s to live and who’s to die,
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| and he never sees the writing on the wall.
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| But without him, how would Hitler
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| have condemned him at Dachau,
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| (note: There was a concentration camp, in german KZ, in 1945)
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| without him Caesar would have stood alone.
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| He’s the one who gives his body
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| as a weapon of the war,
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| and without him all this killing can’t go on.
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| He’s the universal soldier,
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| and he really is to blame,
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| his orders come from far away, no more.
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| They come from here and there and you and me
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| and brothers can’t you see,
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| this is not the way we put the end to war. |