The Box Lyrics - 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 

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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. 

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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"