It's always the young to fall
Now look how far we've come with the saber and the gun
For I stole California from the Mexican land
Yeah, it's always the old to lead us to the war
Yeah, I even killed my brothers, so many others
That I ain't marchin' anymore
I ain't marchin' anymore
Young blood started flowing
I heard many men lying, saw many more dying
I saw money pound like bodies on the floor
For I flew the final mission in the Japanese sky
Tell me was it worth it all?
Now look at all we've done with the saber and the gun
Young land started growing
For I've killed my share of Indians
In war and I was bound to end all wars
Now they want me back again
Oh, I must have killed a million men
I set off the mighty mushroom roar
I saw tears traded for dead mens
I ain't marchin' anymore
For I marched to the battles of the German trench
But I ain't marchin' anymore
Fought in the bloody Civil War
But I ain't marchin' anymore
Well, it's always the old to lead us to the war
Tell me was it worth it all?
In a thousand different fights
It's always the poor who die
When I saw the cities burning I knew that I was learning
I was there at the Little Big Horn
'Cause I saw into the hearts of the President's men
