Baby Amy gives Mamie change Baby Amy gives Mamie change Our little Amy boy is coming home from BFP We've a bunch of purple flowers to decorate to Mamie's hero Morning in the aerodrome, the weather warm, the heat is colder Four men in uniform to carry home my little soldier What could he do? He should have been a rock star But he didn't have the money for a good time What could he do? He should have been a politician But he never had a proper education What could he do? He should have been a father He never even made it to his twenties What a waste of army dreamers Oh, what a waste of army dreamers Tears are a tin box But Jesus Christ, he wasn't to know Like a chicken with a fox He couldn't win the war, where'd he go? Give the kid the bed of bricks And give him all his strips and ribbons While he's sitting in his home He reaches for a handful of silver coins What could he do? He should have been a rock star But he didn't have the money for a good time What could he do? He should have been a politician But he never had a proper education What could he do? He should have been a father But he never even made it to his twenties What a waste of army dreamers Oh, what a waste of army dreamers Oh, what a waste of all them army dreamers Army dreamers Army dreamers Da-da-da-da-da-da-da Hey there Hey there Da-da-da-da-da-da-da Da-da-da-da-da-da-da Hey there No, I have no idea What he's here for Hey there I have no idea I have no idea