Story Behind The Song

People have killing each other for as long as time. All for nothing - it has to stop. Now is the time to usher in a new age of world peace and cosmic enlightenment, and it must be the masses who make the change, starting from within. We must change or

Song Description

Western style music with a military beat to emphasise the meaning of the lyrics.

Lyrics

It was high noon in the desert town
Twelve bells ringing out was the only sound
A tumble weed blew across the sand
Where the undertaker stood with his tape measure in his hand

In the saloon the barman dried a glass
The working girls they weren't making any brass
Coz the men were drinking whiskey sitting round their tables
Nervous as their horses penned out in the stables

Two men squinted in the blazing sun outside
Fingers itching at the six shots holstered by their side
Suddenly a shot exploded, then one shot more
And two men fell into their graves like countless men before

Chorus:
I don't wanna be a cowboy
I don't need to play with your deadly toys
Born to create not to destroy
No I ain't gonna be no cowboy
I ain't gonna be no cowboy

It was dawning and the skies they were grey
In the muddy trenches behind enemy lines on D-Day
Every man was wondering yellow, black and white
What they were doing here in someone else's fight

Soldiers were looking one last time
At photos of their homes, their little ones and wives
As thunder grew nearer, the ground it shook
They were hoping peace would be declared to let them off the hook

Suddenly the general gave the dreaded call
"Charge!" he yelled, and he kicked the patriots ball
Now every man died out on the battlefield that day
Names on a monument a million miles away

Chorus:
I don't wanna be a soldier
I don't need the weight of no war on my shoulders
Coz I was born to love and to hold ya
No I ain't ever gonna be a soldier
I ain't gonna be your soldier