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copyright (c) 1984,2007 Rebellious O'Megan One

          
Oh, Momma
 don't you cry for your children
now that they've gone and killed

no time for tears now
should have a shed them 
back some time along

back when you sat there with your TV
    wasting all the day

back when the soldier's came 
and took your kids away
(far away)

taken off to fight a war i don't think they understood
and with the way that you raised them
                          i doubt if they really could

Aaaaah!

 But this is not a song
about the dead and gone
'cause nothing we can do about them

there's a time to grieve
         and a time to cry
and a time to wonder, "why?"
Why they fought the war that killed those kids
Why they fought the war that filled those graves
why? Why? WHY?

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Don't you cry for your children tonight
oh no no no no
don't you cry for your children tonight

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oh momma
don't you cry for this child
now that i've gone and killed
no time for fears now
should have a faced them
before viet nam

that's when you sat there with your TV
                  and not a whole lot to say
that's when the protestors all got took away
(or ran away)

taken off to fight a war
 and shed a little blood
and with the weapons that you paid for
we made it bleed a flood

Aaaaah!

But this is not a song about the war that's done
'cause there's nothing we can do about that
there's a time to look back
       a time to look now
and a time to wonder "How?"
   how we got involved in another war
how we got involved in a losing score
it's all the same
 it's just a game
    but this one's called El Salvador

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Don't you cry for your children tonight
oh no no no no
don't you cry for your children tonight

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Oh uncle
(uncle sam)
 no more lies for my ears
you can't fool me no more
(un uh)

'cause i watched the news
   and tracked your moves
and i know what you're all about
well, you're shipping guns 
         with secret funds
  and building an invasion route

and while you sit at home
   viewing the monochrome
and living a vicarious thrill
you have troops on the border
 just a waiting for the order
       to move on in and kill!

STOP!  Think.
What is going on here?

There are poets in San Salvador 
 with bullets in their heads
cotton fields in Nicaragua
      being bombed to shreds
and with all our profits in the game
             isn't it a losing shame
that you and i must suffer through
     the tactics of the ruling few?

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So don't you cry for your children tonight
oh no no no no
   don't you cry for your children tonight

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So momma
why don't you dry up your tears now
and stop and think a while
think about our government
    and its military style
think about the wars they've fought
the lives they've lost
and was it worth the while?

think about the food you eat
the clothes you wear
      and are they worth the price?
while you're eating steaks and fries
the third world's bullets and rice
                         (not nice)

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So uncle
SO UNCLE!
     I'm tired of your lying
  i'm tired of mommas crying
i' m tired of all this shit!
        people keep on dying
while your war tax is flying
and i am tired of paying it

but you tell me i am an American
   and that to be a good citizen
i have to finance your war
                  what for?
                   no more
                   NO MORE!