Maybe I got some things to learn.
I'll wait before I return.
These hard times that are yet to come,
Mama said it is my concern.
I feel for the lonely soldier that fights but never wins.
I feel for the lonely soldier that fights but never wins.
There's a part of me that wants to find out,
takes my breath, it's hard to believe.
In times like this so many heads are turned
Mama said it is my concern.
I feel for the lonely soldier that fights but never wins.
I feel for the lonely soldier that fights but never wins.
Night falls out here, gunshot -- ring out loud.
In a flash of light a young man he's cut down.
I ask myself tonight
why they continue to fight
and no one ever wins.
I feel for the lonely soldier that fights but never wins.
(When will it end?)
I feel for the lonely soldier that fights but never wins.
(When will it end?)
I feel for the lonely soldier that fights but never wins.
(Why must the children have to pay?)
I feel for the lonely soldier that fights but never wins.
(For their fathers' sins?)
I feel for the lonely soldier that fights . . .
(When will it end?)
