Take The Star Out Of The Window
John Prine Lyrics


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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
[Chorus:]
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
'Bout 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 home comin' queen
[Chorus]

Overall Meaning

The song Take The Star Out Of The Window by John Prine is a poignant ballad that is imbued with themes of war, guilt, and coming home. The song is written from the perspective of a young sailor named Robert, who is returning home to California after serving in the Vietnam War. Through the lyrics, we learn about Robert's experiences as a soldier, his sense of duty, and the toll that the war has taken on him.


The opening verse of the song sets the stage by describing Robert's life as a sailor. It's clear that he has spent a significant portion of his life at sea, and that his captain was his mother. This creates an interesting dynamic, as it suggests that Robert's life was shaped by the expectations of his family, rather than his own desires. The ocean, which is described as his wife, is also portrayed as a force that dominates his life. The lyric "Only fresh out of the cradle/Life's one and only spring" suggests that Robert was young and inexperienced when he joined the Navy, and that his time at war has forced him to grow up quickly.


The chorus of the song is the most memorable part, as it is both catchy and poignant. Robert tells his parents to "Take the star out of the window/And let my conscience take a rest". The star is a reference to the blue star service banner, which was commonly displayed in windows during World War II to indicate that a family member was serving in the military. The blue star was replaced by a gold star if the service member was killed in action. By telling his parents to take the star out of the window, Robert is asking them not to celebrate his service. He doesn't want to be seen as a hero, and he doesn't want his parents to ask him about the medals he earned. Instead, he just wants to come home and try to put the war behind him.




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Written by: JOHN PRINE

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Most interesting comments from YouTube:

@jimbotutu9379

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

Chorus:
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
'Bout 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 home comin' queen

(Repeat chorus)



@kamoke1

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

[Chorus:]
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
'Bout 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 home comin' queen

[Chorus]



All comments from YouTube:

@dmlong56

I cry every time I hear this. I can only imagine how the horror of war changes a person. How they try to make some kind of peace with their conscience. Kids killing kids. It’s so senseless. Then the treatment of those who fought in Vietnam. Tragic all of it. They were all heroes and some didn’t make it home. Thanks John for your socially conscious, anti war lyrics and music. Also for the ones that make us laugh and dance and everything in between. You were such a precious gift. I miss you. I thank you!

@dougal9439

How did I forget this song? "Don't you ask me any questions about the medals on my chest, take the star out of the window and let my conscience do the rest". So right on, Rest In Peace John Prine, and thank you for almost 5 decades of joy. you gave me.
I first 'met you' with your joyous "Flag Decal Won't Get You Into Heaven" just before I went over to that Dirty Little War.. 
Peace

@Jamesjoiner1919

You're so right

@Jamesjoiner1919

Gorgeous

@theorangepekoeteabagband4330

Diamonds In The Rough was my introduction to John Prine. I know the words to every song on this album and have performed them many times over. Like so many others, John Prine was a big part of the soundtrack to my life. He had a long struggle with health but he shrugged it off so he could continue to share his words and spirit and soul with us all. I miss him.

@LOVEHAS1JOYRAINS2

😊mother father of all creation is here in the physical ❤🎉 and using social media to reach out to u. please phone home in these urgent moments ❤️ god is here to meet us its real😊 Luna

@Jamesjoiner1919

Gorgeous JP

@John-dw6ru

To all Viet Nam war veterans, thank you. You were put in an impossible position, and for those of you who made it through, you were villainized when you returned home. But you maintained your strength and your courage. There is honor in that. Thank you.

@donborden4188

My heart still weeps.

@Juliamiller56

John Prine is my favorite songwriting man. Joni Mitchell is my favorite woman song writer

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