Album Name

Poems, Prayers and Promises

Artist

John Denver

Genre

컨트리

Release Date

1971

Release Agency

RCA

The Box - John Denver
Once upon a time
in the land of Hush A Bye
around about the wondrous days
of yore they came across
a kind of box bound up
with chains and locked
with locks and labeled
Kindly do not touch it's war
A decree was issued round
about and all with a flourish
and a shout and a gaily colored
mascot tripping lightly on before
Don't fiddle with this deadly
box or break the chains
or pick the locks And please
don't ever play about with war
The children understood
Children happen to be good
and they were just as good
around the time of yore
They didn't try to pick the locks
or break into that deadly box
They never tried to play about
with war Mommies didn't either
sisters aunts grannies neither
They were quiet and sweet and
pretty in those wondrous days of yore
Well very much the same as now
not the ones to blame somehow
for opening up that deadly box of war
But someone did Someone battered
in the lid and spilled the insides
out across the floor A kind of bouncy
bumpy ball made up of guns and flags
and all the tears and horror and death
that comes with war
It bounced right out
and went bashing all about bumping
into everything in store And what
was sad and most unfair
was that it didn't really seem to
care much who it bumped
or why or what or for
It bumped the children mainly
And I'll tell you this quite plainly
it bumps them every day
and more and more and leaves
them dead and burned and dying
thousands of them sick and crying
Cause when it bumps
it's really very sore
Now there's a way to stop
the ball It isn't difficult at all
All it takes is wisdom and
I'm absolutely sure that we can
get it back into the box and bind
the chains and lock the locks
But no one seems to want
to save the children anymore
Well that's the way
it all appears cause it's been
bouncing 'round for years and years
In spite of all the wisdom whizzed
since those wondrous days of yore
And the time they came across the box
Bound up with chains
and locked with locks And labeled
Kindly do not touch it's war