So why d’you wear that ribbon in your hatband? -
The yellow one, it’s often made me think.’
She flexed her barmaid arms
And flashed her barmaid’s charm.
‘I noticed it when first you came in here
To buy a drink.’
I eyed the glass of beer the woman proffered
And handed her the cash to pay my way.
Then I raised it to my lips,
And took a long, slow sip,
And pondered how I could explain to her
And wondered what I’d say.
‘Well, maybe it’s a sign I’m helping cancer
Perhaps I think that yellow goes with black.
Or maybe it’s to say
Thank you, boys who’ve gone away
To fight a war from which so many of you
Won’t be coming back.’
In truth I wear the ribbon in remembrance
Of loss, regret, and fear I couldn’t face.
For it’s a badge of shame
And I bear a coward’s name.
I ran away and lost a love I never can replace.
The yellow one, it’s often made me think.’
She flexed her barmaid arms
And flashed her barmaid’s charm.
‘I noticed it when first you came in here
To buy a drink.’
I eyed the glass of beer the woman proffered
And handed her the cash to pay my way.
Then I raised it to my lips,
And took a long, slow sip,
And pondered how I could explain to her
And wondered what I’d say.
‘Well, maybe it’s a sign I’m helping cancer
Perhaps I think that yellow goes with black.
Or maybe it’s to say
Thank you, boys who’ve gone away
To fight a war from which so many of you
Won’t be coming back.’
In truth I wear the ribbon in remembrance
Of loss, regret, and fear I couldn’t face.
For it’s a badge of shame
And I bear a coward’s name.
I ran away and lost a love I never can replace.
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