Its not hard to reach back to the day
          underneath an Iowa sun
          running to the tower of Waterloo
          looking for the Sullivan train to come
          His five boys would run to the top and salute him as he went
by
          first he'd wave hello, and then we'd wave goodbye.
          Its not hard to reach back to the days
          after the attack on Pearl
          and overnight my buddies turned into 
Don't Lose My Number lyrics

They came at night

leaving fear behind shadows along the ground.
Oh
nobody knew where to find him
no evidence was found.
I'm never coming back
they heard him cry and I believe him.
Well
he never mea
men
          running out of time for games and girls.
          The Sullivan boys were not overlooked
          Uncle Sam called them each by name.
          The very next day they left on a mystery train.
          "...we regret to inform you,
          the Navy has taken your sons away..." all five...
          so put your blue star in the window.
          It's not hard to reach back to here smile
          when she'd receive a letter.
          The lett
Draft Me lyrics

Draft me...I want to have funDraft me...give me a gunDraft me...I'd understandDraft me...I want to be a manI want to help America keep the peaceI want to be a trooper in the world police, Draft me
rs sounded generally the same it said
          if they couldn't be home at least they were together
          on a mighty fighting battleship,
          somewhere in the south pacific.
          The letters never got much more specific.
          Say goodbye Mrs. Sullivan and don't you cry
          "...we regret to inform you
          that the Navy is keeping your sons away" all five...
          so keep your blue star in the window.
          It's nothar
Crossroads lyrics

Time has washed away
And now I may wonder
How did it all slip by
Cause I always thought
We had forever
Future calls to me
To take me away from things
I don't want to leave behind
Like I'm slipping a
d to reach back to the day the war finally came
home
          Uncle Sam will send you a telegram,
          so he doesn't have to tell you over the phone.
          I heard she cracked up when she found what the war had cost.
          All five of her boys were lost.
          Say goodbye Mrs. Sullivan don't you cry.
          "...we regret to inform you all your sons have passed away."
          All five...
          So change your blue star to gold.