BULLETS AND BLOOD
BULLETS and blood are the theme I sing,
The will of a nation, the whim of a king,
The fate of empires, and the shock
Of Wars red waves upon Deaths dark rock.
Blood and bullets
Bullets and blood –
War never did the world any good.
When kings get drunk with the wine of power,
And flout each other, in evil hour
Some royal robe receiveth a stain,
And the peoples blood must cleanse it again.
Blood and bullets
Bullets and blood ---
War never did the world any good.
When Cabinet ministers kick up a row
Twixt nation and nation, they tell you how
To quell the quarrel theres nothing so good
As shooting of bullets and shedding of blood.
Blood and bullets
Bullets and blood ---
War never did the world any good.
How can a people ever grow wise,
Whose highest might in the musket lies ---
Whose faith and freedom, God, and all,
In the iron heart of the cannon ball?
Bay’nets and bullets
Bullets and blood ---
Since war never did the world any good.
But man is martial. Well, that we grant.
Let him vanquish vice, ‘tis the worlds great want;
Let him prove his utmost prowess and skill,
Blood and bullets
Bullets and blood ---
War never did the world any good.
But men will differ, do what you can;
Then reason it out between man and man;
For after the bloodiest battle is past,
Appeal must be made to reason at last ---
Not blood and bullets
Bullets and blood,
For war never did the world any good.
But navies are needed for self-defence,
And armies are useful in spite of expense.
Oh! safety must be exceedingly dear,
Which costeth so many millions a year.
Bay’nets and bullets,
Bullets and blood ---
War never did the world any good.
The cruellest king that ever held sway,
The keenest curse that clings to the sod,
The ruin of man and the wrath of God,
Are bay’nets and bullets,
Bullets >and blood,
And war, which worketh the world no good.