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World of tragedy
My heart is weary from the grieving it has done For the sacrifices by our living and of our dead who have gone There seems to be no end to this death and misery What on earth can we mortal do to stop this tragedy The search for justice and trust in God, are the words...
ENGLAND MY ENGLAND
England my England is going England of my father’s has gone England of tomorrow is blowing In like a darkening storm The tide of the century is turning As it turned in centuries before But this time sadly I’m learning It is turning as never before England my England...
The Soldier’s Legacy
‘Since I joined the Army I’ve saved enclosed £2 All my belongings, at Nairn, are gifted too…’ The High Road Home the dead must take Where kith by hearth by lychgate wait. And should I, too, forfeit my life- My blood I gave for you, and Christ…
HEY
Hey I'm only 15 Jimmy Jones is my name but im joining the pals and fighting for fame for king and for country im willing to die to keep England free im willing to lie To join up for service you must be 18 it's a lie I must tell to fight is my dream if I have to Waite...
The Land o’ The Leal
In the land of the loyal where brave men sleep Where the willows in silent homage weep What stories of courage they could tell Of the friends who lived, of the friends who fell Of the battles they lost, of the battles they won Of the demons they fought in the cruel...
To the front
To the front to the front we were sent to the front as canon fodder we just young men and boys To the front to the front we moved up to the front for over the top were we bulits flying cracking of bombs as over the top we went and all to gain ground we once had lost...