1918
She's taken him to the Station
to see him off, you see ~
The year is 1918, and
France seems the place to be.
He's anxious to get going
She wants to keep him near
She holds a silken Blue Star flag
and muffles all her fear.
Mother, now I wonder
If your son lived to be old
How did your lives move forward?
Did the Blue Star turn to Gold?
Mother, now I wonder ~
What things did your boy see;
When the year was 1918,
and France, the place to be...
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