Story Behind The Song

From the album 'Chums'. Harry, Billy Boy and Charlies last battle. Tell the world, if you will, we were brothers, Harry, Billy Boy and Me.

Song Description

From the album 'Chums'. Harry, Billy Boy and Charlies last battle. Tell the world, if you will, we were brothers, Harry, Billy Boy and Me.

Lyrics

Harry, Billy Boy And Me

If I try hard enough
Tilt my head, screw my eyes up
Then the trees come back to life
And the mud returns to flowers
And with her hair tumbling down
All around her pretty shoulders
Comes Martha, with her arms out
Running bare foot through the grass
And I am home

Next to me, sitting here
Staring out into the distance
My old friends, we don't speak
Because we know just what we're thinking
And if I was a betting man
I would say the chance of getting home alive
Is growing dim
With every bayonet and shell
That we survive

And the birds don't appear
To sing their morning chorus
They've flown far away from here
And I wish that I could join them
And the only sound we hear
Is the wind as it whistles on the wire

As we climbed from the trench
I heard Billy cry in pain
And saw his lifeless body
Fall back to the mud
As Harry called out Billy Boy
Then he froze and he sank down to his knees
And looked across to me as I lay dieing
Shouting Charlie, see you on the other side

We signed the line, played our part
And we stood up to be counted
But the three of us and millions more
Were never to return
We lie there still, in the ground
That we paid for with our lives
So tell the world, if you will
We were brothers, Harry, Billy Boy and Me

On a grey Sunday morning
Just a few years from the day
Martha reaches out her hand
And with her fingers traces names carved in the stone
Then she wipes a tear
And whispers to her boy
You look so much like your father Charlie
He would be so proud of you today

Playlist Creator	Playlist Name	Date Added
Ian ROWLANDS 524906	John Evans	2/6/2015