This is a tune written by me for six string guitar based on a TV interview with a World War 1 veteran. Though there are very few people left who lived through this conflict, I imagine many old soldiers will have similar terrible memories and looking at the young generation, feel they too, are old dinosaurs. DINOSAUR OF THE SOMME
Every year I return here
Each time it gets harder
Like a debt I must pay
To those that I left here
But our numbers get fewer
As time marches on
I'm an old dinosaur of the Somme
When they came into town
Waving flags and their banners
And we marched off so proud
Down the lane
Swapped the green hills of England
For some holes in the ground
(Saw them cut down like wheat in the field)
I see the ghosts of their faces
Going out through the wire
When I look at those gardens of stone
And I remember, how I wondered
If there could be a God
As my best friend died in my arms
Though it must be a comfort
To have strong religion
I'm just an old dinosaur of the Somme
Look at me now
I'm the first to admit
My memories not quite what it was
But my minds still all there
Though sometimes, I forget
Loose track of the time of the day
And (repeat first verse)
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peterwilkinson121 3 years ago
good stuff! well written
missvixy21 3 years ago