The army and the navy
They never will agree
'Til all the men and all the boys
Are gone from my country
Don't you go
Don't you go, my son
Don't you go
Don't you go, my son
The proud and the powerful
In whose hands we lie
They never will be pleasured
'Til all our women cry
The mastery and the misery
They call the art of war
Must never try and form a peace
As it has done before
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