Broomstick Cowboy

Dream on little broomstick cowboy
Of rocket ships and Mars
Of sunny days and Willie Mays
And chocolate candy bars

Dream on little broomstick cowboy
Dream while you can
Of big green frogs and puppy dogs
And castles in the sand

For all too soon you'll waken
Your joys will be all gone
Your broomstick cart will ride away
To find another home

You'll have grown into a man
With cowboys on your own
And then you'll have to go to war
To try and save your home

And then you'll have to learn to hate
You'll have to learn to kill
It's always been that way my son
I guess it always will

No broomstick gun they'll hand you
No longer you'll pretend
You'll call some man your enemy
You used to call him friend

But when the rockets thunder
You'll hear your brothers cry
And through it all you'll wonder
Just why they had to die

So dream on little broomstick cowboy
Dream while you can
For soon you'll be a dreadful thing
My son you'll be a man.