The War of Conditioning (Rita McNeil} 1. When she was a baby girl they gave her a doll And they gave him a motor car and a tiny soldier boy And they sent them out in the day's sun to play And what they'd become would take many years to make. Chorus In the war of conditioning, where they never use a gun They only use people who fit in their plan And those by the wayside have a long way to go It's just not proper to stray from the foe. 2. Then they took away her doll and they gave her a home And they took away his motor can and gave him a gun And they sent them out in the day's sun to run Running away from what they had become. 3. Then they took away her home and they gave her a rocking chair And they took away his gun and they gave him a walking cane And they sent them out in the day's sun to mourn Mourn for a freedom that they'd never known. copyright Rita MacNeill, from her songbook Born A Woman, 1975 JB oct96
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