If thou, my comrade true would prove, Now death is closing o'er me Oh carry me back to the land I love, Back to the land that bore me. My honoured cross with crimson band Close to my heart place on me My musket put into my hand And gird my sword upon me. And there I'll lie...... eyc. Yep - a level music, 1968 ! Why DO we remember these things??? I Also remember "Thou'rt like unto a flower, So fair so beautiful and bright. I gaze on thee and silence Steals o'er my heart's delight" etc and "There stands n'eath the ??? a walnut tree, Daily, gaily greener Her leaves are all waving free" cheer, Pauline
|