Lady with the Lamp
Country Joe McDonald Lyrics


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I don't mind, please don't misunderstand
I know the score of war.
A soldiers' life is give and give
And then they ask for more.
Walking on the picket line
Where my comrades fell,
Holding up the thin-red-line
In the shot and shell.

The lady with the lamp,
You know she understands.
The lady with the lamp,
She's the soldiers' friend.

I don't mind the blistering heat,
I think I can endure.
It's freezing cold and I can't feel my feet
Well, that's the hell of war.
I never thought about the big red wound
When I saw my comrades fall.
Now I'm in this cold and lonely room
Wondering if I'll live at all.

The lady with the lamp,
You know she understands.
The lady with the lamp,
She's the soldiers' friend.

First they use us
And then they throw us away.
Only this nightingale
Knows the price that we pay,
The lady with the tramp.

Excuse me please, a cup of tea,
I've such a terrible thirst.
Would you please come and sit with me,
I feel it's come to the worst.
Write my mother that I love her so,
I can't seem to hold the pen.
Take this keep-sake and send it home,
To those I'll never see again.

The lady with the lamp,
You know she understands.
The lady with the lamp,
She's the soldiers' friend.

She will hold his hand,
Stay with him to the end.




You know she understands,
She's the soldier's friend.

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Country Joe McDonald’s song Lady with the Lamp is a poignant portrayal of the life of a soldier who fights and serves during a war. The lyrics convey the hardships, the physical and mental tolls, and the sacrifices that soldiers make while serving their country. The soldier in the song acknowledges the realities of war, which demand that soldiers give everything they have and then ask for more. He reflects on his comrades who fell on the picket line, but he also acknowledges the comfort and support offered by the lady with the lamp, the nurse who tends to the wounded soldiers. The lady with the lamp represents the comfort and humanity that soldiers crave in a setting that is often brutal and dehumanizing.


The soldier’s reflections on war and how war impacts soldiers’ lives are characterized by a sense of regret and sadness. He never considered the consequences of falling in battle until he saw his comrades fall, and now he finds himself in a cold, lonely room wondering if he will live at all. Through the song, McDonald paints a vivid picture of a soldier's internal struggles with the hardships of war, but he also recognizes the human support provided by the “lady with the lamp.” In essence, the song highlights the often-overlooked aspect of warfare – the soldiers’ emotional and mental well-being.


Line by Line Meaning

I don't mind, please don't misunderstand
I'm not complaining, don't get me wrong


I know the score of war.
I understand how war works


A soldiers' life is give and give
A soldier has to keep giving even when they have nothing left


And then they ask for more.
The military keeps demanding more from soldiers


Walking on the picket line
Being a soldier is like being on the front lines of a labor strike


Where my comrades fell,
Where my fellow soldiers were killed


Holding up the thin-red-line
Defending against the enemy's attacks


In the shot and shell.
During intense warfare and artillery fire


The lady with the lamp,
Florence Nightingale, the founder of modern nursing


You know she understands.
She truly knows and empathizes with the soldiers' pain


She's the soldiers' friend.
She is someone the soldiers can trust and rely on


I don't mind the blistering heat,
I can deal with hot weather


I think I can endure.
I believe I can handle it


It's freezing cold and I can't feel my feet
I'm so cold that I can't even feel my feet


That's the hell of war.
This is the terrible reality of war


I never thought about the big red wound
I never considered the possibility of being wounded


When I saw my comrades fall.
Until I saw my fellow soldiers die


Now I'm in this cold and lonely room
Now I'm stuck in a cold, isolated place


Wondering if I'll live at all.
Not sure if I'll survive


First they use us
The military takes advantage of our service


And then they throw us away.
Then they discard us when we're no longer useful


Only this nightingale
Only Florence Nightingale


Knows the price that we pay,
Understands the true cost of war on soldiers


The lady with the tramp.
Referring to Florence Nightingale who is holding a lamp to guide her way


Excuse me please, a cup of tea,
Could I trouble you for some tea?


I've such a terrible thirst.
I'm extremely thirsty


Would you please come and sit with me,
Can you keep me company?


I feel it's come to the worst.
I feel like this is the end


Write my mother that I love her so,
Tell my mother that I love her very much


I can't seem to hold the pen.
I'm too weak to write the letter myself


Take this keep-sake and send it home,
Send this souvenir to my family


To those I'll never see again.
For my loved ones who I won't be able to see anymore


She will hold his hand,
Florence Nightingale will comfort the soldier


Stay with him to the end.
She'll be there until the soldier passes away


You know she understands,
She truly gets what the soldier is going through


She's the soldier's friend.
Florence Nightingale is a valuable friend to the soldiers




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