The Fiddle and the Drum

And so once again
 My dear Johnny, my dear friend
 And so once again you are fighting us all
 And when I ask you why
 You raise your sticks and cry, and I fall
 My friend, how did you come
 To trade the fiddle for the drum?
 You say I have turned
 Like the enemies you've earned
 But I can remember all the good things you are
 And so I ask you please
 Can I help you find the peace and the star?
 My friend, what time is this
 To trade the handshake for the fist?
 And so once again
 Oh America, my friend
 And so once again you are fighting us all
 And when we ask you why
 You raise your sticks and cry, and I fall
 My friend, how did you come
 To trade the fiddle for the drum?
 You say we have turned
 Like the enemies you've earned
 But we can remember all the good things you are
 And so we ask you please
 Can we help you find the peace and the star?
 My friend, we have all come
 To fear the beating of your drum
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