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My youngest son came home todayDmFC
His friends marched with him all the way.DmCF
A fife and drum beat out the time.DmCF
While in his box of polished pine,DmAmDmAm
Like dead meat on a butcher's tray,DmCDm
My youngest son came home today.
My youngest son was a fine young man,DmCDm
And this time he's home...to stay