Lyrics:

Charlie boy, don't go to war
Firstborn in '44

And Kennedy made him believe
We could do much more
Lillian, don't hang your head

Love should make you feel good
In uniform, you raised a man

Who volunteered to stand

Play the bugle, play the taps
Make your mothers proud

Raise your rifles to the sky, boys
Fire that volley loud

News was bad on Upland Ave

Metuchen mourn our loss

Sons rebelled, while fathers yelled
And mothers clutched the cross

Play the bugle, play the taps
Make your fathers proud

Raise your rifles to the sky, boys
Fire that volley loud