Some Mother's Son
Some mother's son lies in a fieldSomeone has killed some mother's son todayHead blown up by some soldier's gunWhile all the mothers stand and waitSome mother's son ain't coming home todaySome mother's son ain't got no grave
Two soldiers fighting in a trenchOne soldier glances up to see the sunAnd dreams of games he played when he was youngAnd then his friend calls out his nameIt stops his dream and as he turns his headA second later he is dead
Some mother's son lies in a fieldBack home they put his picture in the frameBut all dead soldiers look the sameWhile all the parents stand and waitTo meet their children coming home from schoolSome mother's son is lying dead
Somewhere someone is cryingSomeone is trying to be so braveBut still the world keeps turningThough all the children have gone away
Some mother's son lies in a fieldBut in his mother's eyes he looks the sameAs on the day he went away
They put his picture on the wallThey put flowers in the picture frameSome mother's memory remains