Well, I swore when I
Was still quite young
"I won't march in line
Or carry a gun
The Warrior's Son
Though I may be
A warrior I will never be"
Oh, Father can
You never see
What they've done to you
You've done to me?
Since on my two legs
I could stand
I've been as one
Of your command

I'm the Warrior's Son
Born and bred
And for this land
I've fought and bled
Though I've never worn
A uniform
I've had to give my all
Since I was born

They took you away
And trained you well
Then sent you off
To face the hell
You returned
A violent man
Cold of heart
With an iron hand
Oh, Father can
You never see
What they've done to you
You've done to me ?
The war inside you
Rages on
You wage it with
Your Warrior's Son

And time washes away
A sea of blood and pain
The blinding fear will fade
To let you love again

Your duty sworn
Your duty done
Now you must
Lay down your gun
And reconcile
With your family
And regain
Your humanity
Oh, Father
You risked everything
For you flesh and blood
And your country
And after all
Was said and done
I'm proud to be
The Warrior's Son