Within Our House

I've known some ladies
That made me happy
In so many different ways
Like sweet Conchita
And Isabella
Back in my traveling' days

Then there was Georgia
She was a country girl
She could reap all I could sow
Not like dear Judith
So fond of music
And Edgar Allan Poe

But when I think of Angelina
All the others fade away
I can't recover
I know I'll love her
Now and forever

I took my pleasure
Where I found it
And the ladies as they came
Like Liz from Tucson
And Claire from Rouen
There were so many names

When unexpected
Just like a whirlwind
Angelina stole my heart
We did some walking
And got to talking,
And said we'd never part

So many came before you
The prisoners of fate

A history of bloodshed
A legacy of hate.
But where will you be standing
When the battles have been won?
Inside your lonely fortress
The battles just begun.

After the war
who will you be fighting for?
After the war is over.
After the fire is burning
To its dying embers
after the war.

A letter from the draft board
Put paid to all your dreams
You're just another number
In military schemes.
They marched you in a uniform
You wore against your will
With lies of hope and glory
They taught you how to kill.

After the war
Who will you be fighting for?
After the war is over
You thought you'd be a hero
After all that survived
If hell was meant for heroes
Then surely you've arrived.

After the war
After the war
After the war
Who will you be fighting for?
After the war
Who will you be fighting for?
After the fire is burning
To its dying embers
After the war.