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Lyrics:
My dearest Mama, they just gave us time to write I miss you and there's something on my mind tonight At mail call, I received your letter here today But I don't understand the things you say You tell me there are people marching in our streets The signs they carry say that we don't fight for peace There's not a soldier in this foreign land who likes this war Oh, Mama, tell them what we're fighting for
Tell them that we're fighting for the old Red, White and Blue Did they forget Pearl Harbor and Korea, too? Another flag must never fly above our nation's door Oh, Mama, tell them what we're fighting for
From Maine to California, there are many noble men Who know the price of war and pray we'd never fight again But the world must learn that we will fight, we will protect our shore Oh, Mama, tell them what we're fighting for Oh, Mama, tell them what we're fighting for Oh, Mama, tell them what we're fighting for
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