Paper Soldier
You'll never find
A soldier boy
Handsomer or bolder
But for you he was a toy
He was a paper soldier

He wanted to paint the planet red
He held it on his shoulder
But he was hanging by a thread
The little paper soldier

He'd gladly go through fire and smoke
He'd die for you twice over
Alas, to you, he was a joke
This little paper soldier

For you, this little paper guy
Was never to be trusted
I think you know the reason why
He was easily combusted
But, damn it, he did not desire
A life of joy and whimsy
He thirsted but for fire!
And forgot he was so flimsy

And right into the fire he went
Exploding into vapor
For not a penny
Not a cent
This soldier
Made of paper