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=Background=
Written to be performed at Gulf Wars XXIX (2020): The War That Never Was
This song was written by [[Jon Chesey]] in 2020 and originally intended to be presented at the War Bard competition at Gulf Wars XXIX (2020) which was subsequently cancelled due to the pandemic. Instead, it was debuted during the B3R online bardic nights.


=Lyrics=
[https://www.facebook.com/groups/Calontir/permalink/10158370187599187/ Too Many Sons] by Jon Chesey
My first son was born on a bright summer morn,<br />
With laughter as long as a hot summer day.<br />
And when the wars came, I begged him, “Don’t go”<br />
But glory called him, and he would not stay.<br />
He left my arms, with a laugh and a dream,<br />
On the battlefield, his laughs turned to screams.<br />


''Chorus''<br />
My first son was born,<br>
''I’ve lost too many sons, to too many wars.''<br />
On a bright summer morn,<br>
''They’ve died far from home, on those far distant shores.''<br />
With laughter as long,<br>
''The needs of a mother are often ignored.''<br />
As a hot summer day.<br>
''Now I’ll be a mother, No more. No more.''<br />
And when the wars came,<br>
''I’ll be a mother, no more.''<br />
I begged him, “Don’t go”<br>
But glory called him,<br>
And he would not stay.<br>
He left my arms,<br>
With a laugh and a dream,<br>
On the battlefield,<br>
His laughs turned to screams.<br>


My second to me in a cold winter freeze.<br />
Chorus
With a heart that could melt ice as fast as a flame,<br />
And when the wars came, I begged him, “Don’t go”<br />
But his spirit burned too hot for my words to tame.<br />
On the battlefield a spear cold as ice,<br />
Snuffed out that flame with a blow too precise.<br />


''Chorus''
I’ve lost too many sons,<br>
To too many wars.<br>
They’ve died far from home,<br>
On those far distant shores.<br>
The needs of a mother,<br>
Are often ignored.<br>
Now I’ll be a mother,<br>
No more. No more!<br>
I’ll be a mother,<br>
No more.<br>


My third son I’d bring in the warm days of spring,<br />
My second to me,<br>
With skin like a lily and cheeks like a rose.<br />
In a cold winter freeze.<br>
And when the wars came I begged him, “Don’t go”<br />
With a heart that could melt ice<br>
But he’d not be turned from the path he had chose.<br />
As fast as a flame,<br>
Given my choice I’d as soon raise a coward,<br />
And when the wars came,<br>
Then have the blood of my third son now water the flowers.<br />
I begged him, “Don’t go”<br>
But his spirit burned too hot,<br>
For my words to tame.<br>
On the battlefield,<br>
A spear cold as ice,<br>
Snuffed out that flame,<br>
With a blow too precise.<br>


''Chorus''
Chorus


Now three sons I’ve lost and they’ve measured the cost<br />
My third son I’d bring,<br>
Of a man’s life to a small bag of gold.<br />
In the warm days of spring,<br>
And when the wars come, I’ll say “I’ve no more.”<br />
With skin like a lily,<br>
For the warmth I once carried is buried and cold.<br />
And cheeks like a rose.<br>
Though it’s my sons who battled and there they were killed,<br />
And when the wars came,<br>
Make no mistake, it is my blood they spilled.<br />
I begged him, “Don’t go”<br>
But he’d not be turned<br>
From this path he had chose.<br>
Given my choice,<br>
I’d as soon raise a coward,<br>
Then have the blood of my third son,<br>
Now water the flowers.<br>


''Chorus''
Chorus


=Chords=
Now three sons I’ve lost,<br>
Am, G<br />  
And they’ve measured the cost<br>
C, Em<br />
Of a man’s life<br>
Am, G<br />
To a small bag of gold.<br>
C, Em  Am<br />
And when the wars come,<br>
F, C, Am<br />
I’ll say “I’ve no more.”<br>
C, Em, Am<br />
For the warmth I once carried<br>
 
Is buried and cold.<br>
''Chorus''
Though it’s my sons in battle,<br>
 
And there they were killed,<br>
''Am, G''<br />
Make no mistake,<br>
''C, Em''<br />
It is MY blood they've spilled.<br>
''F, C''<br />
''Am, Em, Am, C''<br />
''Am, Em, Am''


Chorus


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