1914
Saul BleaseOriginal | 2018 |
1914 O valiant hearts who to your glory came through dust of conflict and through battle flame tranquil you lie, your knightly virtue proved your memory hallowed in the land you loved Tommy went across the sea gallant soldiers to the front Singing out “here are we” to bear battle’s brunt In Picadilly, Leicester Square join up the women say Take the shilling, sign there and say goodbye to Dolly Gray Given a uniform and a gun it’s off to bayonet drill Six inches of cold steel and now we’re taught to kill Listen to the man what does he say? Friends are coloured khaki and your enemies are grey Pals battalion, soldiers now boys go marching by Pack up our kitbags we’re out to do or die Rapid fire! comes the shout How long can we hold out? Hiding from the whizz-bangs Across the fields more foes in grey Fall back to fight another day Running from the whizz-bangs Listen to the man what does he say? Friends are coloured khaki and your enemies are grey Pals battalion, soldiers now boys go marching by Pack up our kitbags we’re out to do or die Starshell bright lights the sky prelude to dawn’s early light The time has come to stand to hold your gun ready to fight Starshell bright lights the sky prelude to dawn’s early light The time has come to stand to hold your gun ready to fight They say it'll be over soon home by Christmas day Lying here in a muddy trench is that really what they say? A moment’s peace at the front football kicked in no mans land But silent night is destroyed by shell no fraternising orders stand | LISTEN TO THE MAN Tommy went across the sea gallant soldiers to the front Singing out “here are we” to bear battle’s brunt In Picadilly, Leicester Square join up the women say Take the shilling, sign there and say goodbye to Dolly Gray Given a uniform and a gun it’s off to bayonet drill Six inches of cold steel and now we’re taught to kill Listen to the man what does he say? Friends are coloured khaki and your enemies are grey Pals battalion, soldiers now boys go marching by Pack up our kitbags we’re out to do or die Listen to the man what does he say? Friends are coloured khaki and your enemies are grey Pals battalion, soldiers now boys go marching by Pack up our kitbags we’re out to do or die Listen to the man what does he say? Friends are coloured khaki your enemies are grey Starshell bright lights the sky prelude to dawn’s early light The time has come to stand to hold your gun ready to fight Starshell bright lights the sky prelude to dawn’s early light The time has come to stand to hold your gun ready to fight They say it'll be over soon home by Christmas day Lying here in a muddy trench is that really what they say? A moment’s peace at the front football kicked in no mans land But silent night is destroyed by shell no fraternising orders stand |