Remember those who fought in the trench
English, American, German and French
Gave their life's for their country and others
Feeling sorry for their lovers.
As the poppy's grow, the soldiers die
The rats take nibbles as they lie
Each soldier sent a postcard
But after a while they got bard
The government wrote them out themselves
It was like the soldier where in prison cells.
English, American, German and French
Gave their life's for their country and others
Feeling sorry for their lovers.
As the poppy's grow, the soldiers die
The rats take nibbles as they lie
Each soldier sent a postcard
But after a while they got bard
The government wrote them out themselves
It was like the soldier where in prison cells.