Army Dreamers lyrics

Artist  : Bush Kate 
Song : Army Dreamers



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 Our little Army Boy,
Is coming home from
B.F.P.O.
I've a bunch of purple flowers
To
decorate a mammy's hero.
Mourning in the
aerodrome,
The weather warmer, he is
colder,
Four men in uniform to carry
home
My little soldier.
Chorus
What
could he do? Should have been a rock star.
But
he didn't have the money for a guitar.
What
could he do? Should have been a
politician,
But he never had a proper
education.
What could he do? Should have been
a father,
But he didn't even make it to his
twenties.
What a waste,
Army
Dreamers.
Tears o'er a tin box.
Oh Jesus
Christ, he wasn't to know,
Like a chicken with
a fox,
He cannot win the war with ego.
Give
the kid the pick of pips,
And give him all
your stripes and ribbons,
Now he's sitting in
his hole,
He might as well have buttons and
bows.
Chorus