Here's to Johnny with his Jo, and Mickey's got a wife

And here's to Jerry, he's got Joyce

And me I'm shaking in my boots tonight

For the daughters and the sons

Lost in the home of the brave



Here's to the home of the brave

Here's to the life that's not saved

Here's to the home of the brave

Here's to the home of the brave



Here's to Frank, hit in some bar

In picturesque Brooklyn Heights

And here' to a friend, who jumped in front of a train

At seven o'clock, on night

And another friend, who thinks he lacks worth

Has disappeared from sight

Somewhere in the home of the brave



Here's to the home of the brave, ...



The stars are hiding in their clouds

The street lights are too bright

A man's kicking a woman, who's clutching his leg tight

And rush off to the home of the brave



Here's to the home of the brave, ...



And everyday you have to die some, cry some, die some

And everyday you have to die some, cry some, and die

In the home of the brave - home of the brave