My dearest Mama, they just gave us time to write
I miss you and there's something on my mind tonight
At mail call I received your letter here today
But I don't understand the things you say
You tell me there are people marching in our streets
The signs they carry say that we don't fight for peace
There's not a soldier in this foreign land who likes this war
Oh Mama, tell them what we're fighting for
Tell them that we're fighting for the old Red, White and Blue
Did they forget Pearl Harbor and Korea too
Another flag must never fly above our nation's door
Oh Mama, tell them what we're fighting for
From Maine to California, there are many noble men
Who know the price of war and pray we'd never fight again
But the world must learn that we will fight; we will protect our shore
Oh Mama, tell them what we're fighting for
Oh Mama, tell them what we're fighting for
Oh Mama, tell them what we're fighting for