Cradle me where southern skies Can watch me with familiar eyes Sing me to sleep Lullaby of the leaves Cover me with heavens blue And let me dream a dream or two Sing me to sleep Lullaby of the leaves I'm breezing along, Along with the breeze I'm hearing a song, A song from the trees (Ooo,Ooo,Ooo) A pine melody caressing the shore Familiar to me, I've heard it before (Ooo) That southland Don't i feel it in my soul? And don't i know i've reached my goal? Sing to me (Sing to me) (Sing to me) Lullaby (Lullaby) (Lullaby) Of the leaves

He's five foot-two and he's six feet-four He fights with missiles and with spears He's all of 31 and he's only 17 Been a soldier for a thousand year He'a a Catholic, a Hindu, an Atheist, a Jain A Buddhist, and a Baptist, and a Jew And he knows he shouldn't kill And he knows he always will Kill you for me, my friend, and me for you And he's fighting for Canada He's fighting for France He's fighting for the U.S.A And he's fighting for the Russians And he's fighting for Japan And he thinks we'll put an end to war this way And he's fighting for Democracy He's fighting for the Reds He says it's for the peace of all He's the one who must decide Who's to live and who's to die And he never sees the writing on the wall But without him How would Hitler have condemned them at Labau? Without him Caesar would have stood alone He's the one who gives his body as a weapon of the war And without him all this killing can't go on He's the Universal Soldier and he really is to blame His orders come from far away no more They come from here and there and you and me And brothers, can't you see? This is not the way we put the end to war

Do I see you coming home Coming home to me Could it be you that I see Coming home to me From your day by the sea Do I see your buckets full Buckets full of shells Could it be you that I see Buckets full of shells From your day by the sea Do I see you weary weave Weary weave your way Could it be you that I see Weary weave your way From your day by the sea