The young man's youth
fought the war for you
The soldier's young dreams
fought the war for me
...
Within my well of memories
A flower has sprung,
It has begun to grow;
A flower to call a friend,
...
In his truth and for his truth
a just man will be blamed, a
poor man shall be slain, for
it has not changed -- a poor
...
Vietnam
The young man's youth
fought the war for you
The soldier's young dreams
fought the war for me
Who ever know that he was
he was who America grew
Who'd ever guess he would be
America' best, but he
Took his own life, and
he had the right
By his own hand the man
took a stand, and
Fro his own hand, the man
took my stand, when he
Fought the war for you
he fought the war for me
And I sing for thee
they fought the war for me.