Take the Star Out of the Window

Robert was a sailor for the best years of his life

His captain was his mother and the ocean was his wife

Only fresh out of the cradle, life's one and only spring

He was sworn to do his duty and got blood on his high school ring

And it's hello California, hello Dad and Mom

Ship ahoy, your baby boy is home from Vietnam

Don't you ask me any questions about the medals on my chest

Take the star out of the window and let my conscience take a rest

Now he sailed across the ocean to the old Far Eastern war

And it was foreign to his body, it was foreign to his shore

So he traded in the present for the better times he'd seen

And made an Oriental waitress his own homecomin' queen

And it's hello California, hello Dad and Mom

Ship ahoy, your baby boy is home from Vietnam

Don't you ask me any questions about the medals on my chest

Take the star out of the window and let my conscience take a rest