This is a song for a son
This is a song for a sailor
The best I ever had
This is a song for a kid
This is the song for a tailor
Who stitched up my old heart
Who stitched up my old heart
And I am one of many, many more to come, many more to come
And I am one of many more, many more to come, many more to come
This is a song for a dove
This is a song for a blown up bird
The kind that don't return to the nest
This is a song for a star
This is a song for a s***e invader
Who flew into the sun
Never to return
Never to return
And I am one of many, many more to come, many more to come
And I am one of many more, many more to come, many more to come
This is a song for a son
This is a song for a sailor
The best I ever had
He sailed without a map
This is a song for a kid
This is the song for that tailor
Who stitched up my old heart
Who stitched up my old heart
Before I broke it all apart
And I am one of many, many more to come, many more to come
And I am one of many more, many more to come, many more to come
You daughters of the revolution
Carry back your sons
Carry them back home
You daughters of the revolution
Carry back your sons
Carry them back home
This is a song for a son
This is a song for a sailor
The best I ever had
He sailed without a map
This is a song for a sailor
The best I ever had
This is a song for a kid
This is the song for a tailor
Who stitched up my old heart
Who stitched up my old heart
And I am one of many, many more to come, many more to come
And I am one of many more, many more to come, many more to come
This is a song for a dove
This is a song for a blown up bird
The kind that don't return to the nest
This is a song for a star
This is a song for a s***e invader
Who flew into the sun
Never to return
Never to return
And I am one of many, many more to come, many more to come
And I am one of many more, many more to come, many more to come
This is a song for a son
This is a song for a sailor
The best I ever had
He sailed without a map
This is a song for a kid
This is the song for that tailor
Who stitched up my old heart
Who stitched up my old heart
Before I broke it all apart
And I am one of many, many more to come, many more to come
And I am one of many more, many more to come, many more to come
You daughters of the revolution
Carry back your sons
Carry them back home
You daughters of the revolution
Carry back your sons
Carry them back home
This is a song for a son
This is a song for a sailor
The best I ever had
He sailed without a map