Joan Baez - Where's My Apple Pie? Lyrics
Been sitting on old park benchesBrother, hasn't it been fun?But you remember me from the trenchesI fought in World War OneYes, you saw us off at the troop trainSmiling a brave goodbyeBut where were you when we came homeTo claim our apple pieOh where's our apple pie, my friends?Where's our apple pie?We've walked and wheeled from the battlefieldNow where's our apple pie?World War Two was a favoriteGod was surely on our sideThe teenage kids enlisted withThe blessings of their daddys' prideWell the wars may change but not so the glazeIn the young boys' eyesWhen they cry out for their mamasIn the hours before they dieOh where's our apple pie, my friends?Where's our apple pie?We've walked and wheeled from the battlefieldNow where's our apple pie?I volunteered for the last oneAnd I don't want to moralizeBut somehow I thought we deserved the bestFor the way we threw away our livesFor we all believed in somethingI know it wasn't very clearBut I know it wasn't rats in a hospital roomAnd a broken-down wheelchairOh where's our apple pie, my friends?Where's our apple pie?We've walked and wheeled from the battlefieldNow where's our apple pie?Yes, Johnny finally got his gunBefore he got his apple pieNow he hasn't got a hand to eat it withBut still he doesn't want to dieBecause he prefers to go on fightingAnd let his baby brother knowWhen the next time around the call goes outIt's "Hell no, we won't go!"There'll be no World War Three, my friendsThere'