Oh, I marched to the battle of New Orleans
At the end of the early British war
The young land started growin'
The young blood started flowin'
But I ain't a-marchin' anymore
But I've killed my share of Injuns
In a thousand different fights
I was there at the Little Big Horn
I saw many men lyin'
I saw many more dyin'
But I ain't a-marchin' anymore
CHORUS
It's always the old to lead us to the war
Always the young to fall
Now look at all we've won with the saber and the gun
Tell me, is it worth it all
For I stole California from the Mexican land
Fought in the bloody Civil War
Yes I even killed my brothers
And so many others
But I ain't a-marchin' anymore
For I marched to the battles of the German trench
In a war that was bound to end all wars
Oh, I must have killed a million men
And now they want me back again
But I ain't a-marchin' anymore
CHORUS
For I flew the final mission in the Japanese sky
Set off the mighty mushroom roar
When I saw the cities burnin'
I knew that I was learnin'
That I ain't a-marchin' anymore
Now the labor leader's screamin' when they close the missile plants
United Fruit screams at the Cuban shore
Call it "Peace" or call it "Treason"
Call it "Love" or call it "Reason"
But I ain't a-marchin' any mroe.
No, I ain't a-marchin' any more
Writer(s): Phil Ochs
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