Some Mother's Son — The Kinks

Some mother's son lies in a field Someone has killed some mother's son today Head blown up by some soldier's gun While all the mothers stand and wait Some mother's son ain't coming home today Some mothers son ain't got no grave

Two soldiers fighting in a trench One soldier glances up to see the sun And dreams of games he played when he was young And then his friend calls out his name It stops his dream and as he turns his head A second later he is dead

Some mother's son lies in a field Back home they put his picture in a frame But all dead soldiers look the same While all the parents stand and wait To meet their children coming home from school Some mother's son is lying dead

Somewhere someone is crying Someone is trying to be so brave But still the world keeps turning Though all the children have gone away

Some mother's son lies in a field But in his mother's eyes he looks the same As on the day he went away

They put his picture on the wall They put flowers in the picture frame Some mothers memory remains