[00:16.609]Ten million soldiers to the war have gone
[00:20.603]Who may never return again
[00:25.352]Ten million mothers' hearts must break
[00:29.101]For the ones who died in vain
[00:33.851]Head bowed down in sorrow in her lonely years
[00:38.855]I heard a mother murmur through her tears
[00:44.601]I didn't raise my boy to be a soldier
[00:49.862]I brought him up to be my pride and joy
[00:54.853]Who dares to place a musket on his shoulder
[00:59.601]To shoot some other mother's darling boy
[01:04.604]Let nations arbitrate their future trouble
[01:09.608]It's time to lay the sword and gun away
[01:14.358]There'd be no war today
[01:17.354]If mothers all would say
[01:20.361]I didn't raise my boy to be a soldier
[01:35.860]What victory can cheer a mother's heart
[01:40.353]When she looks at her blighted home
[01:44.858]What victory can bring her back
[01:49.105]All she cared to call her own
[01:54.110]Let each mother answer
[01:56.851]In the years to be
[01:59.601]Remember that my boy belongs to me
[02:05.104]I didn't raise my boy to be a soldier
[02:11.353]I brought him up to be my pride and joy
[02:16.610]Who dares to place a musket on his shoulder
[02:21.859]To shoot some other mother's darling boy
[02:27.106]Let nations arbitrate their future trouble
[02:32.354]It's time to lay the sword and gun away
[02:37.358]There'd be no war today
[02:40.607]If mothers all would say
[02:43.860]I didn't raise my boy to be a soldier

Ten million soldiers to the war have gone
Who may never return again
Ten million mothers' hearts must break
For the ones who died in vain
Head bowed down in sorrow in her lonely years
I heard a mother murmur through her tears
I didn't raise my boy to be a soldier
I brought him up to be my pride and joy
Who dares to place a musket on his shoulder
To shoot some other mother's darling boy
Let nations arbitrate their future trouble
It's time to lay the sword and gun away
There'd be no war today
If mothers all would say
I didn't raise my boy to be a soldier
What victory can cheer a mother's heart
When she looks at her blighted home
What victory can bring her back
All she cared to call her own
Let each mother answer
In the years to be
Remember that my boy belongs to me
I didn't raise my boy to be a soldier
I brought him up to be my pride and joy
Who dares to place a musket on his shoulder
To shoot some other mother's darling boy
Let nations arbitrate their future trouble
It's time to lay the sword and gun away
There'd be no war today
If mothers all would say
I didn't raise my boy to be a soldier