It's not hard to reach back to the day
Underneath that Iowa sun
Running to the tower of Waterloo
Looking for the Sullivan's train to come
And his five boys would run to the top
And salute him as he went by
First we'd wave hello
then we'd wave goodbye
Goodbye
It's not hard to reach back to the days
After the attack on Pearl
Overnight my buddies turned into men
Running out of time for games and girls
And the Sullivan boys were not overlooked
Uncle Sam calling each by name
The very next day they left on a mystery train
Say goodbye, bye, bye, Mrs. Sullivan
And don't you cry, cry, cry, cry, cry
"We regret to inform you
the Navy has taking your sons away-
all five, five, five, five...
so put your blue stars in the window"
It's not hard to reach back to her smile
When she'd receive a letter
And the letters they sounded generally the same
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, bye, bye, Mrs. Sullivan
And don't you cry, cry, cry, cry, cry
"We regret to inform you
the Navy is keeping your sons away-
All five, five, five, five...
so keep your blue stars in the window."
In the window
It's not hard to reach back to the day
when the war finally came home
Uncle Sam'll send you a telegram
So he doesn't have to tell you over the phone
I heard she cracked up
When they found out what the war had cost
When all five of her boys were lost
They were, they were, they were...
Say goodbye, bye, bye, Mrs. Sullivan
Go ahead and cry, cry, cry, cry, cry
"We regret to inform you
that all your sons have passed away-
all five, five, five, five...
so change your blue star to gold."
Blue star to gold
Blue star to gold
Blue star to gold
Blue star to gold
Change them to gold
