(Buffy St. Marie)
He's five foot two, and he's six foot four, He
fights with missiles and with spears, He's all
of thirty-one and he's only seventeen, He's been
a soldier for a thousand years.
He's a Catholic, a Hindu, and Atheist, a Jain, A
Buddhist, a Baptist, and a Jew. He knows he
shouldn't kill, but he knows he always will,
Kill you for me, my friend, and me for you.
He's fighting for Canada, he's fighting for
France, He's fighting the U.S.A. He's fighting
for the Russians, and he's fighting for Japan,
And he thinks he'll put an end to war this way.
He's fighting for democracy, he's fighting for
the Reds, He says it's peace for all. He's the
one who must decide who's to live and who's to
die, And he never sees the writing on the wall.
Without him how could Hitler have condemned them
at Dachau? Without him Caesar would have stood
alone. He's the one who gives his body as a
weapon of the war, And without him all this
killing can't go on.
He's the universal soldier and he really is to
blame. His orders come from far away no more.
They come from him and you and me and brothers
can't you see, This is not the way to put an end