Sanoja: Gary Moore. Military man.

Mama, take a look at your boy
He's a military man
Papa, take a look at your boy
He's crying

Papa, take a look at your boy
He's a soldier
Mama, take a look in his eyes
They're colder

Papa, take a look at your boy
He's a military man
Mama, take a look at your boy
He's dying

Papa, take a look at your boy
He's fighting
Mama, take a look at your boy
He's frightened

They have trained your boy to kill
And kill some day, he will
They have trained your boy to die
And ask no questions why

Papa, take a look at your boy
Take a look at your boy
Take a look at your boy
He's a killer, yeah

Mama, take a look at your boy
Take a look at him now
Take a look at your boy
He's a soldier, he's colder, he's older, mama

Mama, take a look at your boy
Obey the order
Mama, take a look at your boy
Like a lamb to slaughter

They have trained your boy to kill
And kill some day, he will
They have trained your boy to die
And ask no questions why

One day I will write for you a love song, mother
As the children say, "I love you", please hold me
And you and I, we will live our life together
Until that day when we die, I will love you, mother
I will always love you

I am writing from this war
Oh mama, I don't know what I'm fighting for
And have you seen my children?
God bless them, kiss them
And tell them that I miss them

See I'm frightened in the dark
Mama, mama, the blood is ankle deep
They have trained your boy to kill
Kill someday, he will
They have trained your boy to die

Papa, take a look at your boy
Take a look at your boy
Take a look at your boy
He's marching, he's a soldier

Oh mama, oh mama
He's on the street
He's marching to the back beat