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Nat
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posted 11-11- 06:13 AM     Click Here to See the Profile for Nat   Click Here to Email Nat     Edit/Delete Message   Reply w/Quote
Hark now the drums beat up again
For all true soldier gentlemen
So let us list and march I say
Over the hills and far away

Over the hills, and o'er the main
To Flanders, Portugal and Spain
Queen Anne commands and we obey
Over the hills and far away

There's twenty shillings on the drum
For him that with us freely comes
'Tis volunteers shall win the day
Over the hills and far away
Come gentlemen that have a mind
To serve a queen that's good and kind
Come list and enter in to pay
To go over the hills and far away

And we shall live more happy lives
Free of squalling brats and wives
Who nag and vex us every day
So its over the hills and far away

Prentice Tom may well refuse
To wipe his angry master's shoes
For now he's free to run and play
Over the hills and far away

No more from sound of drum retreat
When Marlborough and Galway beat
The French and Spaniards every day
Over the hills and far away.


For those that gave their life of their own free will to defend that which they held dear.

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Nat
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posted 11-11- 06:54 AM     Click Here to See the Profile for Nat   Click Here to Email Nat     Edit/Delete Message   Reply w/Quote
The day they had a party, right out in the street
flags and flowers and singing for the Home Come heros treat
I sat in the kitchen, without a fire on the range
I knew this house had lost the cause to ever make me warm again

Come back to me, days are all to long
Come back to me, you never should have gone
I was so young and full of pride, and you were wild and strong
I never knew how weak I was

I watched them guard around him when he stepped down from the car
while tears fell on my cigarette he handed out cigars
I have your child inside me, but you will never know,
I never will forget you while I watch that chid grow

Come back to me, days are all to long
Come back to me, you never should have gone
I was so young and full of pride, and you were wild and strong
I never knew how weak I was


I will always be here, fading by the day,
I will wash the bloody hands and cast the bowl away,
as the years hang on me, you will always be young,
and one day I will lie down where the rose was thrown

Come back to me, days are all to long
Come back to me, you never should have gone
I was so young and full of pride, and you were wild and strong
I never knew how weak I was


for those left behind.

[This message has been edited by Nat (edited 11-11-2001).]

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