The marching band came down along main street. The soldier blues fell in behind. I looked across and there I saw Billy Waiting to go and join the line. And with her head upon his shoulder His young and lovely fiancee. From where I stood I saw she was cryin' And through her tears I heard her say: Billy don't be a hero Don't be a fool with your life. Billy don't be a hero 'Come back and make me your wife'. And as Billy started to go she said 'Keep your pretty head low' Billy don't be a hero 'Come back to me'. Thesoldier blues were trapped on a hillside. The battle ragin' all around. The sergeant cried 'We've gotta hang on boys Wegotta hold this piece of ground I need a volunteer to ride out And bring us back some extra men.' And Billy's hand was up in a moment Forgetting all the words she said. She said: Billy don't be a hero Don't be a fool with your life. . . . I hard his fiancee got a letter That told how Billy died that day The letter said that he was a kero She should be proud he died that way I heard she threw fhe letter away. LyricsFreak