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Jamie Foyers

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JAMIE FOYERS

Faur distant, faur distant, lies Foyers the brave
Nae tombstone memorial shall hallow his grave
For his bones they lie scattered on the rude soil o Spain
An young Jamie Foyers in battle wis slain

He's gane frae the shipyaird that stauns on the Clyde
His haimmer lies idle, his tools laid aside
Tae the wide Ebro river young Foyers has gane
Tae fight by the side o the people o Spain

Thair wisnae his equal at wark or at play
He wis strang in the Union till his dying day
He wis grand at the fitbaa, at the dance he wis braw
Young Jamie Foyers wis the flouer o thaim aa

He cam hame frae the shipyaird, took aff his warkin claes
O, A mind the time weill in the lang simmer's days
He said, "Thinknae lang, lassie, A'll come back again"
But young Jamie Foyers in battle was slain

In the fight for Belcite, he was aye tae the fore
An he focht at Gandesa till he couldnae fight more
For he lay owre his machine gun wi a bullet in his brain
An young Jamie Foyers in battle was slain

Faur distant, faur distant, lies Foyers the brave
Nae tombstone memorial shall hallow his grave
For his bones they lie scattered on the rude soil o Spain
An young Jamie Foyers in battle was slain
JAMIE FOYERS

Far distant, far distant, lies Foyers the brave,
No tombstone memorial shall hallow his grave.
His bones they are scattered on the rude soil of Spain,
For young Jamie Foyers in battle was slain.

He's gane frae the shipyard that stands on the Clyde,
His hammer is silent, his tools laid aside.
To the wide Ebra River young Foyers has gane
To fecht by the side o' the people of Spain.

There wasna his equal at work or at play.
He was strong in the union till his dyin' day.
He was grand at the fitba', at the dance he was braw.
O, young Jamie Foyers was the flower o' them a'.

He cam' frae the shipyard, took off his working-claes.
O, I mind that time weel in the lang summer days.
He said, "Fare ye weel, lassie, I'll come back again,"
But young Jamie Foyers in battle was slain.

In the fecht for Belchite he was aye tae the fore,
He focht at Gandesa till he couldna fecht nae more.
He lay owre his machine gun wi' a bullet in his brain,
And young Jamie Foyers in battle was slain.


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