He's five foot two and he's six feet four He fights with missiles and with spears He's all of thirty one, and he's only seventeen He's been a soldier for a thousand years
He's a Catholic, a Hindu, an Atheist, a Jain A Buddhist and a Baptist and a Jew And he knows he shouldn't kill And he knows he always will Kill you for me, my friend, and me for you
And he's fighting for democracy, he's fighting for the Reds He says it's for the peace of all He's the one who must decide Who's to live and who's to die And he never sees the writing on the wall
But without him how would Hitler have condemned him at Dachau? Without him Caesar would have stood alone He's the one who gives his body as a weapon of the war And without him all this killing can't go on
He's the universal soldier, and he really is to blame His orders come from far away no more They come from him, and you and me And brothers, can't you see This is not the way we'll put the end to warTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.