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

Now it's hello California -
Hello Dad and Mom -
Ship ahoy, your baby boy -
Is home from Viet Nam.

Don't ask me any questions -
About the medals on my chest -
Take the star out of the window -
And let my conscience take a rest.

From "Robert was a Sailor"
By John Prine

I love it. May I add a poem to the thread?

ONE TIN SOLDIER
(The Legend of Billy Jack)
words and music by Dennis Lambert and Brian Potter
Copyright © 1969 by ABC / Dunhill Music, Inc.

Listen children to a story that was written long ago
'bout a kingdom on a mountain and the valley folk below.
On the mountain was a treasure buried deep beneath a stone,
and the valley people swore they'd have it for their very own.

Go ahead and hate your neighbor, go ahead and cheat a friend.
Do it in the name of heaven, justify it in the end.
There won't be any trumpets blowin' come the judgment day
on the bloody morning after one tin soldier rides away.

So the people of the valley sent a message up the hill
asking for the buried treasure, tons of gold for which they'd kill.
Came an answer from the kingdom: "With our brothers we will share
all the secrets of our mountain, all the riches buried there."

Go ahead and hate your neighbor, go ahead and cheat a friend.
Do it in the name of heaven, justify it in the end.
There won't be any trumpets blowin' come the judgment day
on the bloody morning after one tin soldier rides away.

Now the valley cried with anger; mount your horses, draw your sword,
and they killed the mountain people, so they won their just reward.
Now they stood beside the treasure on the mountain, dark and red,
turned the stone and looked beneath it. "Peace on earth" was all it said.

Go ahead and hate your neighbor, go ahead and cheat a friend.
Do it in the name of heaven, justify it in the end.
There won't be any trumpets blowin' come the judgment day
on the bloody morning after one tin soldier rides away.

(Music at this link)
http://www.thecolefamily.com/onetinsoldier.htm

There's a hole in Daddy's arm -
Where all the money goes -
And Jesus Christ died for nothing, I suppose -
Little pictures have big ears -
Don't stop to count the years -
Sweet songs never last too long on broken radios...

next stop is Vietnam. 5 6 7 open up the pearly gates. Don't stop to wonder why whoopee we're all gonna die.
Country Jo McDonald and the Fish.

here are the complete lyrics......

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 highschool 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