Intro With A Bm G A daughter born the day they walked the Moon D A Somewhere on the Edge of the Age of Aquarius Bm G D A In the year her mother - would have otherwise - forgotten Bm G July Was very hot in North Carolina D A So she left For Buffalo on a bus in the rain Bm G With the steam off the asphalt still wet in her hair D A Bm A And the pain of her soldier gone ... just sailed away Bm G Before he'as a soldier, He was just his Mother's boy D A And that's exaclty How She planned to keep him Bm G D A His Father died so long ago and he was all - she had Bm G Still she shared His Love With a very young wife D A Bm A And before the War ... things weren't so bad CHORUS: Bm G But every Generation makes the same mistakes D A Still we send our sons away to do the same Bm G The mothers cry and the daughters die inside D A Bm D-A And the sons like the fathers - march Bm G Whose hair was longer? I think his, she might say D A But in the Army they cut it all away Bm G D A Too Much Room For Wild Thoughts to grow Bm G And in the spring of his child's first year D A The father, hey the son, the husband Bm G Under beautiful sky, youth like fire in His eyes D A He gave His Life For Nothin' Bm A No, nothin' at all, they say Bm G So Many Years and the pain it still remains D A And now her daughter's man will sail away Bm G Politics and promises forever the Same D A Bm A We take away and sacrifice ... What we cannot replace FINAL CHORUS: Bm G But every Generation makes the same mistakes D A Still we send our sons away to do the same Bm G The mothers cry and the daughters die inside D A Bm A And the sons like the fathers - now the sons and the daugters - Bm GD-A March Bm G D A Buffalo in the winter, bitter as it is, is home Bm G D/F For three generations of widowed brides