Bring the Boys Home (Re-Recorded) - Freda Payne

Fathers are pleading

Lovers are all alone

Mothers are prayin

Send our sons back home

Oh you marched them away

On ships and planes

To a senseless war

Facing death in vain

Bring the boys home

Bring them back alive

Turn the ships around

Lay your weapons down

Can’t you see them marchin across the sky

All the soldiers that have died

Trying to get home

Can’t you see them trying to get home

Tryin to get home

Tryin to get home

Cease all fire

On the battlefield

Enough men have already

Been wounded and killed

Bring the boys home

Bring them back alive

Turn the ships around

Lay your weapons down

-Break-

Ya ha ha ya, ya ha ha ya

Trying to get home

Bring the boys home

Bring them back alive

Whater they doin over there now

When we need 'em over here now

What they doin over there now

When we need them over here now

Bring 'em bring 'em bring 'em home

(bring them back alive)

Bring 'em bring 'em bring 'em home

(bring them back alive)

Bring 'em bring 'em bring 'em back back home

(bring them back alive)

Bring the boys home

(bring them back alive)