It’s up to you not to heed the call up
You must not act the way you were brought
up
Who knows the reason why you have grown up
Who knows the plans or why they were drawn
up
[Refrain] It’s up to you not to heed the
call up
I don’t wanna die
It’s up to you not to hear the call up
I don’t wanna kill
For he who will die is who will kill.
Maybe I wanna see the wheatfields
Over Kiev and down to the sea
All the young people down the ages
They gladly marched off to die
Proud city fathers used to watch them
Tears in their eyes
There is a rose that I want to live for
Although God knows I may not have met her
There is a dance and I should be with her
There is a town unlike any other
[Refrain]
Who gives you work and why should you do
it
At 55 minutes past eleven
There is a rose….
[Fade out with refrain and chant "Hup,
two, three, four, I love the
Marine Corps…"]