Текст песни: Song For Cindy Sheehan + перевод

Casey was a good boy

He treated people well

And his momma loved him

Anyone could tell

She’d send him off to school

Pack his lunch with care

When he came back home she hugged him

With her fingers in his hair

Cindy, she loved Casey

And when all is said and done

She is every mother

And he was every mother’s son

When Casey was a little older

He spent his time each week

In that church in Vacaville

In the service of the meek

In the service of his city

In the service of the lord

With his momma in the pews

All the time they could afford

And if their love alone could save us

Then the world would be one

She is every mother

And he was every mother’s son

People thought the priesthood

Was where he’d someday be

So some folks were surprised

When he joined the army

The recruiter told him

He wouldn’t have to fight

Cindy hoped this was the case

And prayed for him every night

That was before they sent him

To the desert with a gun

She is every mother

And he was every mother’s son

His truck had no armor

And when it came under fire

It and half the soldiers in it

Became a funeral pyre

Cindy, she was sleeping

The moment Casey died

And she knew she’d never see him

Standing by her side

There was no consolation

No safe place she could run

She is every mother

And he was every mother’s son

The president, he told her

He died for a noble cause

But Cindy’s wondering

Exactly what that was

Since they never found the weapons

And now that Casey’s gone

It seems that oil is the game

And Casey was the pawn

Cindy’s got some questions

And so does everyone

Because she is every mother

And he was every mother’s son

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