Mamma, Mamma, I take no joy
In trying to kill some other mothers' boy
acoustic
singersongwriter
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Story behind the song
This is an anti-war song written at the beginning of the Iraqi War. It tells the story of a young English soldier at the Battle of Saratoga during the American Revolutionary War.
Lyrics
Mama, Mama, it seems like years
Since you said goodbye through a veil of tears
Your only boy is a soldier now
On a continent a world away
Saratoga is a dreadful place
In the clouds I swear I see the devil’s face
I’ve seen more dying in the last three hours
Than I have in all my seventeen years
Oh, Mama, Mama, Mama
Oh, Mama, Mama, Mama
Oh, Mama, Mama, Mama
I’m tired and I wanna come home
Mama, Mama, I take no joy
In trying to kill some other mother’s boy
I never thought I’d meet him face to face
At this place they call the Freeman Farm
In his eyes I see our fates are sealed
On this farm we’ve turned into a battle field
For a moment time is standing still
And both of us just wanna go home (chorus)
If only leaders had the gift to see
Beyond creating their own legacy
More would live and less would die
And, Mama, I could come back home
Mama, Mama I miss your touch
I never thought a musket ball could hurt this much
The air is damp and this ground is cold
And the other boy is starting to cry
I know I promised you I’d see no harm
But I’m just another casualty at Freeman’s farm
I think I’m dying, Mama don’t be mad
Oh, Mama I just wanna come home (Chorus)