March Lyrics

Intro With A
A daughter born the day they walked the Moon
Somewhere on the Edge of the Age of Aquarius
In the year her mother - would have otherwise - forgotten
July Was very hot in North Carolina
So she left For Buffalo on a bus in the rain
With the steam off the asphalt still wet in her hair
And the pain of her soldier gone ... just sailed away
Before he'as a soldier, He was just his Mother's boy
And that's exaclty How She planned to keep him
His Father died so long ago and he was all - she had
Still she shared His Love With a very young wife
And before the War ... things weren't so bad
CHORUS:
But every Generation makes the same mistakes
Still we send our sons away to do the same
The mothers cry and the daughters die inside
And the sons like the fathers - march
Whose hair was longer? I think his, she might say
But in the Army they cut it all away
Too Much Room For Wild Thoughts to grow
And in the spring of his child's first year
The father, hey the son, the husband
Under beautiful sky, youth like fire in His eyes
He gave His Life For Nothin'
No, nothin' at all, they say
So Many Years and the pain it still remains
And now her daughter's man will sail away
Politics and promises forever the Same
We take away and sacrifice ... What we cannot replace
FINAL CHORUS:
But every Generation makes the same mistakes
Still we send our sons away to do the same
The mothers cry and the daughters die inside
And the sons like the fathers - now the sons and the daugters -
March
Buffalo in the winter, bitter as it is, is home
For three generations of widowed brides