People that you send to war Who don't know what they're fighting for Leaving their loved ones at home Wondering if they're on their own Oh, if they're alone Mothers and fathers that wait For news of their innocents' fate Raising a son for some years Only to end it in tears Oh, only to end it in tears
You being masters of war You never knew your fathers That's for sure Just counting the numbers that died I hope that you're satisfied I hope that you're satisfied
My friend he's a salesman up in Leicestershire His wife and baby love him To him they're all so dear
We got talking together about some rights and wrongs And just before I left there I heard him sing this song:
I love my lady and baby And I'm sure that you love yours We want to care for each other That's what we're here for
Yes, I love my lady and baby And I'm sure that you love yours So don't go pulling your switches We don't need your wars
My friend he's a tailor up in Leicester town He works his own shop there And I know he's alright now
He's got his way of thinking And know's that I've got mine There's mostly only one thing we agree on all the time
We love our lives and our ladies And we're sure that you love yours We want to care for each other That's what we're here for
We love our lives and our ladies And we're sure that you love yours So don't go pulling your switches We don't need your wars