The Kingston Trio
The Kingston Trio
The Kingston Trio
The Kingston Trio
The Kingston Trio
The Kingston Trio
The Kingston Trio
The Kingston Trio
The Kingston Trio
The Kingston Trio
The Kingston Trio
The Kingston Trio
The Kingston Trio
Two little soldiers, their games are such fun, each with his helmet and little toy gun
Pretending their lying on some battlefield dead after their tucked away safe in their bed
Little play soldiers if only you knew what kind of battles are waiting for you
Quiet, don't disturb all that innocence of youth. Tell them not to lie but never tell them the truth
That men will fall down while little boys grow but little play soldiers are too busy to know
Little play soldiers if only you knew what kind of battles are waiting for you
Little white crosses and their rows are so long. How will it end if you don't know it's wrong?
Little play soldiers never know why, you love them and kiss them and then send them to die
Little play soldiers if only you knew what kind of battles are waiting for you
Two little soldiers, their games are such fun, each with his helmet and little toy gun
Soon they will lie on some battlefield dead 'stead of tucked away safe in their bed
Little play soldiers if only you knew what kind of battles are waiting for you
All you little soldiers, if only you knew, what kind of battles are waiting for you