Oh, I marched to the battle of New Orleans
At the end of the early British war
Young land started growing
Young blood started flowing
I ain't marchin' anymore

For I've killed my share of Indians
In a thousand different fights
I was there at the Little Big Horn
I heard many men lying, saw many more dying
But I ain't marchin' anymore

Well, it's always the old to lead us to the war
It's always the young to fall
Now look at all we've done with the saber and the gun
Tell me was it worth it all?

For I stole California from the Mexican land
Fought in the bloody Civil War
Yeah, I even killed my brothers, so many others
But I ain't marchin' anymore

For I marched to the battles of the German trench
In war and I was bound to end all wars
Oh, I must have killed a million men
Now they want me back again
I ain't marchin' anymore

Yeah, it's always the old to lead us to the war
It's always the poor who die
Now look how far we've come with the saber and the gun
Tell me was it worth it all?

For I flew the final mission in the Japanese sky
I set off the mighty mushroom roar
When I saw the cities burning I knew that I was learning
That I ain't marchin' anymore

'Cause I saw into the hearts of the President's men
I saw money pound like bodies on the floor
I saw tears traded for dead mens
Fears made for the buyin'