At the end of the First world war
Mankind swore
That there would be no more war
But over the last hundred years
There has been many tears
As war came again
Bringing heartache and pain
The war in the forty's
Turned naughty
When Germany and Japan
Fought hand in hand
Korea then Malaya and Aden
There was hardly a year when
The government sent our lads and lasses
To die on foreign grasses
From Kabul to Bagdad
The world has gone mad
To kill and maime
In some gods name
And thats why on a day in November
We all stand and remember
Those lads and lasses
Who died on foreign grasses.
Mankind swore
That there would be no more war
But over the last hundred years
There has been many tears
As war came again
Bringing heartache and pain
The war in the forty's
Turned naughty
When Germany and Japan
Fought hand in hand
Korea then Malaya and Aden
There was hardly a year when
The government sent our lads and lasses
To die on foreign grasses
From Kabul to Bagdad
The world has gone mad
To kill and maime
In some gods name
And thats why on a day in November
We all stand and remember
Those lads and lasses
Who died on foreign grasses.
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