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.
Oh 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 pleace,
Can I help you find the peace and the star?
Oh my friend what time is this,
to trade the hand shake 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 we fall.
Oh my friend how did you come,
to trade the fiddle for the drum?
You say we have turned,
like the enemies you 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?
Oh my friend we have all come,
To fear the beating of your drum.
