David Francey's song "Flowers of Saskatchewan".
The radio played it on Nov. 11th... I ran out and bought all his records.

The King's Own Calgary Regiment was in fact at Dieppe.



The sun was shining on the English Channel
on a ferry off the coast of France
and it was summer and a pleasant morning
and high above gulls wheeled and danced.

And high above the cliff of morning
The gun emplacements that stood in ranks
And I walked over to the railing
and I heard the ghosts of the Calgary Tanks.

And I remembered pictures |I'd seen
in history books and magazines
of three men standing smoking, staring
among the dead men on a rocky beach

And in the light of that pleasant morning
as we sailed under the cliffs above
I though of all their silent prayers
and the final thoughts of the ones they loved,

That they'd left behind at prairie stations
waving to their pride and joy
waving to the smiling faces, smiling faces on the soldier boys

No waves of grain will claim the fallen
Just the Channel cold and grey as steel
and no return to the rolling prairie
and a silent cross on a lonely field.

oh the sun was shining on the rolling prairie
far from the Channel cold and grey
shone on the families, friends and lovers
of the prairie boys who fell that day
but they could not know on that sunny morning
the future held for them no joy
they'd wait in vain at prairie stations
wait in vain for their soldier boys.