Butcher’s tale (Western Front 1914)
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1. A butcher, yes that was my trade,
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but
the King's shilling is now my fee,
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a
butcher I may as well have stayed,
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for
the slaughter that I see.
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And the preacher in his pulpit
sermoned,
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"Go & fight! Do what
is right !"
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But he don't have to hear
these guns,
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& I'll bet he sleeps at night !
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And I....I, and I can't stop shaking, my hands won't stop shaking,
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my arms won't stop shaking, my
mind won't stop shaking.
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I want to go home, please, let me go home, go home !
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2. And I have seen a friend of mine
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hang
on the wire, like some rag toy,
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then,
in the heat, the flies come down,
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and
cover up the boy.
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And the flies come down in Gommecourt, Thiepval,
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Mametz Wood and French Verdun.
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If the preacher he could see
those flies,
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wouldn't
preach for the sound of guns !
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And I....I, and I can't stop shaking, my hands won't stop shaking,
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my arms won't stop shaking, my
mind won't stop shaking.
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I want to go home, please, let me go home, go home !
(The Zombies)