Where Have All Papa's Heroes Gone, Pt. 1 & 2 - Babylon North

---------------------------- Where have all the flowers gone? Long time passing Where have all the flowers gone? Long time ago Where have all the flowers gone? Girls have picked them every one When will they ever learn? When will they ever learn? Where have all the young girls gone? Long time passing Where have all the young girls gone? Long time ago Where have all the young girls gone? Taken husbands every one When will they ever learn? When will they ever learn? Where have all the young men gone? Long time passing Where have all the young men gone? Long time ago Where have all the young men gone? Gone for soldiers every one When will they ever learn? When will they ever learn? Where have all the soldiers gone? Long time passing Where have all the soldiers gone? Long time ago Where have all the soldiers gone? Gone to graveyards every one When will they ever learn? When will they ever learn? Where have all the graveyards gone? Long time passing Where have all the graveyards gone? Long time ago Where have all the graveyards gone? Covered with flowers every one When will we ever learn? When will we ever learn?

Oh, you get me ready In your '56 Chevy Why don't we go sit down in the shade? Take shelter on my front porch The dandelion sun scorching Would you like a glass of cold lemonade? I will do the laundry If you pay all the bills Where is my John Wayne? Where is my prairie song? Where is my happy ending? Where have all the cowboys gone? Why don't you stay the evening? Kick back and watch the TV And I'll fix a little something to eat Oh, I know your back hurts From working on the tractor How do you take your coffee, my sweet? I will raise the childrеn If you pay all the bills Where is my John Waynе? Where is my prairie song? Where is my happy ending? Where have all the cowboys gone? I am wearing my new dress tonight But you don't, but you don't even notice me Say goodbye Say our goodbyes Say our goodbyes We finally sold the Chevy When we had another baby And you took that job in Tennessee You made friends at the farm And you join them at the bar Almost every single day of the week I will wash the dishes While you go have a beer Where is my John Wayne? Where is my prairie song? Where is my happy ending? Where have all the cowboys gone? Where is my Marlboro Man? Where is his shiny gun? Where is my lonely ranger? Where have all the cowboys gone? Where have all the cowboys gone?

Where have all the flowers gone, Long time passing, Where have all the flowers gone, Long time ago Where have all the flowers gone, Young girls picked them every one When will they ever learn When will they ever learn Where have all the young girls gone, Long time passing, Where have all the young girls gone, Long time ago, Where have all the young girls gone, Gone to young men every one When will they ever learn When will they ever learn Where have all the young men gone, Long time passing, Where have all the young men gone, Long time ago, Where have all the young men gone, Gone to soldiers every one, When will they ever learn When will they ever learn Where have all the soldiers gone, Long time passing, Where have all the soldiers gone, Long time ago, Where have all the soldiers gone, Gone to graveyards every one When will they ever learn When will they ever learn Where have all the graveyards gone, Long time passing, Where have all the graveyards gone, Long time ago, Where have all the graveyards gone, Gone to flowers every one When will they ever learn When will they ever learn

The people in this city call me country Because of how I walk and talk and smile Well, I don't mind them laughing in the city But the country folks all say I'm citified The fighting men may say that I'm a coward Because I never push no one around Gentle people call me trouble maker 'Cause I'll always fight and stand my ground Funny I don't fit Where have all the honest people gone? Some pious people point and call me sinner Because to them I've never seen the lights Other folks think of me as a preacher I'm just doing what I think is right Wealthy people think that I am a hobo Lean and hungry, writing mournful songs And the poor, poor people think I am a rich man But really, I'm just trying to get along Yes it's funny I don't fit Tell me where have all the honest people gone? And the government has given me a number To simplify my birth and life and death And still somebody thinks I'm awful important That's enough if she's all I got left Yeah, it's funny I don't fit Where have all the honest people gone? It's funny I don't fit Where have all the honest people gone?