Charlie Boy - The Lumineers

Charlie boy, don’t go to war

First born in forty four

Kennedy made him believe we could do much more

Lillian, don’t hang your head, love should make you feel good

In uniform you raised a man, who volunteered to stand

Play the bugle, play the taps

Make your mothers proud

Raise your rifles to the sky boys

Fire that volley loud

News was bad on Upland Ave

Metuchen mourn our loss

Sons rebelled, while fathers yelled

And mothers clutched the cross

Play the bugle, play the taps

Make your fathers proud

Raise your rifles to the sky boys

Fire that volley loud