Come on lads the world's for free
Who else are you going to be?
No sun shall set over thee
'Cause all is for the majesty
England cried out go to war
And all the rats did run
England loves a poor boy
England loves a poor boy
With a gun
The Kru and the Paddy and the servant freed
The lost and the hopeful and the foreign seed
Don't believe that you aren't one
We all march to the empire's drum
And it sounds, and it sounds
'Till your feet bleed numb
England loves a poor boy
England loves a poor boy
With a gun
And when you've learnt that no where's free
And hate has gnawed a hole in thee
Hear it loud above the cheers
There is no land for heroes here
Your own don't know you know
Your youth is all undone
England loves a poor boy
England loves a poor boy
With a gun
Old Man Trouble won't cry no tears
Old Man Trouble won't buy no dreams
He's been walking these streets since 1919
He'd been dragging this story 'cross fifty years
England cried out go to war
And all the rats did run
England loves a poor boy
England loves a poor boy
With a gun
Who else are you going to be?
No sun shall set over thee
'Cause all is for the majesty
England cried out go to war
And all the rats did run
England loves a poor boy
England loves a poor boy
With a gun
The Kru and the Paddy and the servant freed
The lost and the hopeful and the foreign seed
Don't believe that you aren't one
We all march to the empire's drum
And it sounds, and it sounds
'Till your feet bleed numb
England loves a poor boy
England loves a poor boy
With a gun
And when you've learnt that no where's free
And hate has gnawed a hole in thee
Hear it loud above the cheers
There is no land for heroes here
Your own don't know you know
Your youth is all undone
England loves a poor boy
England loves a poor boy
With a gun
Old Man Trouble won't cry no tears
Old Man Trouble won't buy no dreams
He's been walking these streets since 1919
He'd been dragging this story 'cross fifty years
England cried out go to war
And all the rats did run
England loves a poor boy
England loves a poor boy
With a gun
Contributed by giorgio - 2012/7/8 - 10:25
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Lyrics & Music by Lizzie Nunnery
Album: Company of Ghosts
England Loves A Poor Boy (The Ballad of Earnest Marke)