She Would Like To Be A Soldier

All honor to the soldiers who
In battle nobly fall,
Still there are brave hearts ev're where,
Who answer duty's call;
There's one who fights not for a flag,
Against a nations foe,
But when the call "to arms" is heard,
She's ready then to go;
'Mid roaring gun and shrieking shell,
You'll find her at her post,
She does not heed the battle's roar,
She goes where needed most.

She would like to be a soldier
for in war she'd always go
To care for main'd and wounded,
Be they country's friend or foes;
She would like to be a soldier.
She's as brave as one can be,
She wears the honor'd Red Cross,
And a heroine is she.

When nations war and soldiers fall,
She steels an aching heart,
Perhaps some lov'd one dear to her,
Is bravely taking part;
Perhaps upon some battle field,
She finds this lov'd one there,
He may be wounded, perhaps gone,
Beyond her tender care;
And when the mighty guns are still,
And peace reigns o'er the land,
The Red Cross should be honored to,
This brave and noble band.

She would like to be a soldier
for in war she'd always go
To care for main'd and wounded,
Be they country's friend or foes;
She would like to be a soldier.
She's as brave as one can be,
She wears the honor'd Red Cross,
And a heroine is she.