One More Parade

One More Parade

Phil Ochs

Written by Phil Ochs and Bob Gibson

Hup, two, three, four, marchin' down the street

Rollin' of the drums and the trampin' of the feet

General salutes and the mothers wave and weep

Here comes the big parade

Don't be afraid, price is paid

One more parade

CHORUS

So young, so strong, so ready for the war

So willin' to go an' die upon a foreign shore

All march together, everybody looks the same

So there is no one you can blame

Don't be ashamed, light the flame

One more parade

Listen for the sound and listen for the noise

Listen for the thunder of the marching boys

Few years ago their guns were only toys

Here comes the big parade

Don't be afraid, price is paid

One more parade

CHORUS

Medals on their coats and guns in their hands

Trained to kill as they're trained to stand

Ten thousand ears need only one command

Here comes the big parade

Don't be afraid, price is paid

One more parade

CHORUS

Cold hard stares on faces so proud

Kisses from the girls and cheers from the crowd

And the widows from the last war cry into their shrouds

Here comes the big parade

Don't be afraid, price is paid

Don't be ashamed, war's a game

World in flames

So start the parade!!