Lyrics The Box - John Denver
Once
upon
a
time
in
the
land
of
hushabye
In
the
woundrous
days
of
yore
They
came
upon
this
kind
of
box
All
bound
with
chains
and
locked
with
locks
And
labelled
"kindly
do
not
Touch,
it′s
WAR"
Decree
was
issued
round
about
All
with
a
flourish
and
a
shout
And
gayley
colored
mascots
trippling
lightly
on
the
fore
"Do
not
tamper
with
this
deadly
box"
"Don"t
break
the
chains
or
pick
the
locks"
"Please
don't
ever
play
about
with
war"
Well
the
children
understood
Children
happen
to
be
good
And
they
were
just
as
around
the
time
of
yore
They
didn′t
try
to
break
the
chains
or
pick
the
locks
They
didn't
play
about
with
war
Mommies
didn't
either
Sisters
aunts
grannies
neither
They
were
quiet
and
sweet
and
pretty
in
those
wondrous
days
of
yore
Fairley
much
the
same
as
now
Not
the
ones
to
blame
somehow
For
opning
up
that
deadly
box
of
war.
But
someone
did,
Someone
battered
in
the
lid
And
spilled
the
insides
out
across
the
floor
A
Kind
of
bouncy
bumpy
ball,
filled
with
guns
and
flags
and
all
the
tears
and
Horror
and
death,
that
goes
with
war.
It
bounced
right
out
and
went
crashing
all
about
And
bumping
into
everything
in
store
And
what
was
sad
and
most
unfair
Is
that
it
didn′t
really
seem
to
care
much
who
it
bumped
Or
why,
or
what,
or
for.
It
bumped
the
children
mainly
And
I′ll
tell
you
this
quite
plainly
It
bumps
them
evry
day
and
more,
and
more
And
leaves
them
dead
and
burned
and
dying
Thousands
of
them
sick
and
crying
Cos
when
it
bumps
Its
really
very
sore
Now
theres
a
way
to
stop
the
ball
It
isn't
difficult
at
all
All
it
takes
is
wisdom
And
I′m
absolutley
sure
We
can
get
the
ball
back
in
the
box
And
bind
the
chains
And
lock
the
locks
No
one
seems
to
want
to
save
the
children
any
more
Well
thats
the
way
it
all
appears
That
balls
been
bouncing
round
for
years
and
years
In
spite
of
all
the
wisdom
whiz
since
those
wondrous
days
of
yore
When
they
came
upon
this
kind
of
box
All
bound
with
chains
and
locked
with
locks
And
labelled
"Kindly
do
not
touch"
"ITS
WAR"
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