Someone Else's Son

I'm a Vietnam Vet, and I didn't have a rich or influential father to get me out of serving, so I was someone else's son. A friend of mine who is a strong Bushbaby supporter was saying how the Iraq war may have been a mistake but we are in it now and so we have to stay. I asked her if she would be willing to send her son over to Iraq to fight, she said no. I thought to myself that she was saying the war was O.K. as long as someone else's son was fighting it.

We're the U.S. of A.
we don't cut and run
besides we don't worry
it's someone else's son

They're sneaking the bodies back
to Dover one by one
we don't pay any attention
it's someone else's son

Bush, Cheney, Wolfie
they never faced a gun
but they're willing to send you
you're someone else's son

How many is enough
a thousand, a thousand and one
who's bothering to count
it's someone else's son

Rumsfield says we're winning
we've got them on the run
you have no need to worry
it's someone else's son

They say Mission Acomplished
buth this was has not been won
we'll fight it till we're bankrupt
it's someone else's son

When the last death is counted
and all is said and done
We'll put up some stones to remember
someone else's son

While Bush, Cheney, Wolfie
were busy having fun
I went to Vietnam
I was someone else's son