Lyrics - Victory Parade
Down the road and o'er the bridge
I ran as fast as my legs could take me
All the lads were running there
To join the British army
Just out front was young MacDonald
Brave as a fool and twice as carefree
Racing neck and neck together
Laughing all the way
Sign here boys you're lucky son
You might get there before we've won
All you heroes get in line
To join the British army
Passendale and the Somme
They'll not wait, so don't be long
And you'll be home by Christmas
Back before you've gone
Black Watch, Highland, Royal Scots Greys
The whole town cheered as we marched away
Bring us home a medal for
The Victory Parade
Across the border heading south
Rifle, kitbag in good order
Proud to be a soldier marching
In the British army
O'er the channel passing men
With sightless eyes and broken bodies
Never more to call her name
Never going home
Five long years of bloody war
Comrades dead, dead or wounded
Passendale and the Somme
And I am going home
O'er the bridge and up the road
I walked as fast as my legs could take me
Just behind my friends who
Died for the British army
Just out front was young MacDonald
Brave as a dead man ever could be
Men at arms together on
The victory parade
Black Watch, Highland, Royal Scots Greys
The whole town seemed so quiet that day
I've brought you back a medal for
The Victory Parade
Victory Parade
© Ian McCalman MCPS/PRS
From album - 'Far, Far From
Ypres (Songs, Poems And Music Of World War I)' (Greentrax CDTRAX 1418)
