Stained Glass Morning - Scott McKenzie

Through a stained-glass morning

They’re diggin' in the green grass again

Who’s that mournin'

I have seen her face somewhere, but when?

Well fold up the flag that was covering him

Give it to the woman that was lovin' him

And whisper that he died

Defending her liberty

But they’ll lay him six feet down

In some far-off piece of ground

With one stone markin' him

Where three should be

'Cause they’ll never give her back

The song he could sing

And they’ll never give her back

The child he could bring

And they’ll never give her back

The brother they took from me

Through a stained-glass morning

A thousand years have greened the grass again

In the rain now I hang mournin'

The face I couldn’t recognize, then

So fold up the flag that was coverin' me

Give it to the woman who was lovin' me

Then whisper that I died

Defending her liberty

But they laid me six feet down

In some far-off piece of ground

With one stone markin' me

Where three should be

'Cause they never gave her back

The song I could sing

And they’ll never give her back

The child I could bring

And they never gave her back

The brother they took from me.