Maybe I got some things to learn. I'll wait before I return. These hard times that are yet to come, Mama said it is my concern. I feel for the lonely soldier that fights but never wins. I feel for the lonely soldier that fights but never wins. There's a part of me that wants to find out, takes my breath, it's hard to believe. In times like this so many heads are turned Mama said it is my concern. I feel for the lonely soldier that fights but never wins. I feel for the lonely soldier that fights but never wins. Night falls out here, gunshot -- ring out loud. In a flash of light a young man he's cut down. I ask myself tonight why they continue to fight and no one ever wins. I feel for the lonely soldier that fights but never wins. (When will it end?) I feel for the lonely soldier that fights but never wins. (When will it end?) I feel for the lonely soldier that fights but never wins. (Why must the children have to pay?) I feel for the lonely soldier that fights but never wins. (For their fathers' sins?) I feel for the lonely soldier that fights . . . (When will it end?)