His mother and brother said "Johnny... Don’t go"!
The bar girls of ‘Vungers’ said..."Yu Baby San No"!
In dripping black darkness, his mates standing by;
There was a dying in silence — The eye’s asking why?

Just nineteen short summers... or perhaps A little more,
But what’s to be said. it was — Uh, not a real war.
Sweet Johnny sleep... it is best you don’t know,
Happy was the land... no need for  heroes.