Charlie Boy sing and play along

Charlie boy, don't go to war,

first born in forty four.

And Kennedy made him believe

we could do much more.

Oh.

Oh. Oh.

Oh.

Oh. Oh.

And Lillian, don't hang your head,

Me love should make you feel good.

In uniform, you raised a man

who volunteered to stand.

Oh. Oh.

Oh. Oh.

Oh. Oh.

Play the bugle, play the taps,

make your mothers proud.

Raise your rifles to the sky,

boys, fire that volley loud.

And news was bad

on Upland Ave.,

Me tuchen mourn you our loss.

In Sons rebelled

while fathers yelled

and mothers clutched the cross.

Oh. Oh.

Oh. Oh.

Oh. Oh.

Play the bugle, play the taps,

make your fathers proud.

Raise your rifles to the sky,

boys, fire that volley loud.