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Phil Ochs

"I Ain't Marching Anymore" (karaoke)

"I Ain't Marching Anymore" (sheet music)


Oh, I marched to the Battle of New Orleans

At the end of the early British wars.

The young land started growing; the young blood started flowing.

But I ain’t a-marching anymore!

 

For I killed my share of injuns in a thousand diff’rent fights.

I was there at the Little Big Horn.

I heard many more a-lying; I saw many more a-dying.

I ain’t a-marching anymore!

 

It’s always the old to lead us to the wars;

Always the young to fall.

Now, look at all we’ve won with a saber and a 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-marching 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-marching anymore!

 

It’s always the old to lead us to the wars;

Always the young to fall.

Now, look at all we’ve won with a saber and a gun.

Tell me, is it worth it all?

 

For I flew the final mission in the Japanese skies,

Set off the mighty mushroom roar.

When I saw the cities burning, I knew that I was learning

That I ain’t a-marching anymore!

 

Now, the labor leader’s screaming when they close the missile plant.

United Fruit screams at the Cuban shore.

Call it peace or call it treason; call it love or call it reason:

I ain’t a-marching anymore!

 

No, I ain’t a-marching anymore!


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