Well, there's a man
A lifeless statue with a rifle in his hand
And once a year they'll stand around him
And another'll take command
And they'll stand and pay their tribute
His name's in gold
He was brave and he was bold, or so we're told
And as we age he won't grow old
And wherever veterans gather
They say his name will live forever
But all the poppies in the world won't put the smile back on his face
And at the settin' of the Sun and in the mornin' just disgrace
On King and Kaiser
Church and state are none the wiser
With every shell
All the promises of glory went to hell
And you fumbled for your gas mask
When you heard the warning bell
And if you were quick you might have made it
And on the Somme
The ones with sense who ran away were shotted down
But in the end it made no difference
When the bullets came in showers
Killed twenty thousand in two hours
And all the bugles in the world won't make the numbers less, it seems
As you bow your head for a nimrod ask yourself if you can justify that violence
And then have your minute's silence
Well, there's a man
A valiant Paddy with a rifle in his hand
One day they travelled North from Dublin and they sent him to Baghdad
Some people never learn their lesson
On foreign soil
He helped secure Iraqi oil but now he's dead
And there's nothing to be said except to put him with the others
Ship them back home to their mothers
Where all the profit in the world won't put the smile back on her face
And at the setting of the sun she'll hear the general
And the line that he espouses
Say a plague on all your houses
All the profit in the world won't put the smile back on her face
At the settin' of the Sun and in the mornin' still disgrace
On King and Kaiser
Church and state are none the wiser
Queen and country none the wiser
Blood and honour none the wiser
For God and Ulster none the wiser
A lifeless statue with a rifle in his hand
And once a year they'll stand around him
And another'll take command
And they'll stand and pay their tribute
His name's in gold
He was brave and he was bold, or so we're told
And as we age he won't grow old
And wherever veterans gather
They say his name will live forever
But all the poppies in the world won't put the smile back on his face
And at the settin' of the Sun and in the mornin' just disgrace
On King and Kaiser
Church and state are none the wiser
With every shell
All the promises of glory went to hell
And you fumbled for your gas mask
When you heard the warning bell
And if you were quick you might have made it
And on the Somme
The ones with sense who ran away were shotted down
But in the end it made no difference
When the bullets came in showers
Killed twenty thousand in two hours
And all the bugles in the world won't make the numbers less, it seems
As you bow your head for a nimrod ask yourself if you can justify that violence
And then have your minute's silence
Well, there's a man
A valiant Paddy with a rifle in his hand
One day they travelled North from Dublin and they sent him to Baghdad
Some people never learn their lesson
On foreign soil
He helped secure Iraqi oil but now he's dead
And there's nothing to be said except to put him with the others
Ship them back home to their mothers
Where all the profit in the world won't put the smile back on her face
And at the setting of the sun she'll hear the general
And the line that he espouses
Say a plague on all your houses
All the profit in the world won't put the smile back on her face
At the settin' of the Sun and in the mornin' still disgrace
On King and Kaiser
Church and state are none the wiser
Queen and country none the wiser
Blood and honour none the wiser
For God and Ulster none the wiser
Contributed by Dq82 - 2020/11/2 - 11:09
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