Well you all - tell the same great old story,
By the fire on a dark winter's night -
How you fought for the hope and the glory,
For a cause which you knew to be right.
And you all tell the same great old story,
Though you rage against the dying of the light;
How they gave for their King and their country
All those lives that were lost in the fight.
'Cause old soldiers never cry
They never even try
To ask themselves the question, was there a reason why?
Old sailors never weep;
They just lie down to sleep
In the bosom of the ocean, -the cradle of the deep.
Old airmen never die;
They just take off and fly.
They set their sights on the heart of the light
In the bright eternal sky -
Old soldiers never cry..
As the leaves fall you pause to remember
Friends who fell all those Autumns ago;
Till peace came in the chill of November
To the fields where the red flowers grow..
In those far fields the flames still are burning;
On the stones stand the names to be read,
Though each year there are fewer returning
To remember the deeds of the dead.
'Cause old soldiers never cry
They never even try
To ask themselves the question, was there a reason why?
Old sailors never weep;
They just lie down to sleep
In the bosom of the ocean, -the cradle of the deep.
And old airmen never die;
They just take off and fly.
They set their sights on the heart of the light
In the bright eternal sky..
Old soldiers never cry..
Fainter now are the drum-rolls still swelling
Far away 'cross the gulf of the years,
Yet the tale never tires in the telling
In your children's children's.. children's ears.
Few and farther your comrades remaining;
New and harsher the wars of today.
Though the world of your memory is waning,
Some small corner for ever will stay..
'Cause old soldiers never cry
They never even try
To ask themselves the question – was there a reason why?
Old sailors never weep;
They just lie down to sleep
In the bosom of the ocean, -the cradle of the deep.
Old airmen never die;
They just take off and fly.
They set their sights on the heart of the light
In the bright eternal sky..
Old soldiers never cry..
By the fire on a dark winter's night -
How you fought for the hope and the glory,
For a cause which you knew to be right.
And you all tell the same great old story,
Though you rage against the dying of the light;
How they gave for their King and their country
All those lives that were lost in the fight.
'Cause old soldiers never cry
They never even try
To ask themselves the question, was there a reason why?
Old sailors never weep;
They just lie down to sleep
In the bosom of the ocean, -the cradle of the deep.
Old airmen never die;
They just take off and fly.
They set their sights on the heart of the light
In the bright eternal sky -
Old soldiers never cry..
As the leaves fall you pause to remember
Friends who fell all those Autumns ago;
Till peace came in the chill of November
To the fields where the red flowers grow..
In those far fields the flames still are burning;
On the stones stand the names to be read,
Though each year there are fewer returning
To remember the deeds of the dead.
'Cause old soldiers never cry
They never even try
To ask themselves the question, was there a reason why?
Old sailors never weep;
They just lie down to sleep
In the bosom of the ocean, -the cradle of the deep.
And old airmen never die;
They just take off and fly.
They set their sights on the heart of the light
In the bright eternal sky..
Old soldiers never cry..
Fainter now are the drum-rolls still swelling
Far away 'cross the gulf of the years,
Yet the tale never tires in the telling
In your children's children's.. children's ears.
Few and farther your comrades remaining;
New and harsher the wars of today.
Though the world of your memory is waning,
Some small corner for ever will stay..
'Cause old soldiers never cry
They never even try
To ask themselves the question – was there a reason why?
Old sailors never weep;
They just lie down to sleep
In the bosom of the ocean, -the cradle of the deep.
Old airmen never die;
They just take off and fly.
They set their sights on the heart of the light
In the bright eternal sky..
Old soldiers never cry..
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