Where's My Apple Pie? - Joan Baez
Been sitting on old park benches
Brother hasn't it been fun
But you remember me from the trenches
I fought in World War One
Yes you saw us off at the troop train
Smiling a brave goodbye
But where were you when we came home
To claim our apple pie
Oh where's our apple pie my friends
Where's our apple pie
We've walked and wheeled from the battlefield
Now where's our apple pie
World War Two was a favorite
God was surely on our side
The teenage kids enlisted with
The blessings of their daddys' pride
Well the wars may change but not so the glaze
In the young boys' eyes
When they cry out for their mamas
In the hours before they die
Oh where's our apple pie my friends
Where's our apple pie
We've walked and wheeled from the battlefield
Now where's our apple pie
I volunteered for the last one
And I don't want to moralize
I thought we deserved the best
But we threw away our lives
But believed in something
I know it wasn't very clear
But I know it wasn't rats in a hospital room
And a broken-down wheelchair
Oh where's our apple pie my friends
Where's our apple pie
We've walked and wheeled from the battlefield
Now where's our apple pie
Yes Johnny finally got his gun
Before he got his apple pie
Now he hasn't got a hand to eat it with
But still he doesn't want to die
Because he prefers to go on fighting
And let his baby brother know
When the next time around the call goes out
It's"Hell no we won't go"
There'll be no World War Three
There'll be no World War Three my friends
There'll be no World War Three
We've walked and wheeled from the battlefield
There'll be no World War Three
Oh where's our apple pie my friends
Where's our apple pie
We've walked and wheeled from the battlefield
Now where's our apple pie
