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800 MEN
Contributed by
anthonygoodwinjnr
on
Monday, 21st September 2009 @ 05:05:14 AM in AEST
Topic:
war
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CHORUS
Walking up the gangplank to a place we never knew
So many of us left, we came back as so few
A vision of the future burned within us as our goal
Red hot driven metal were the rivets in our soul
800 Men and more left loved ones far behind
800 Men departed, not knowing what they’d find
800 Men departed with hope within their hearts
But cathedral bells are ringing so the funerals can start
I remember the day so clear in my mind you stood there, a glint in your eye
Amidst all the cheers, the flag waving, and tears, it felt like preparing to die
Slowly the ship pulled away from the quay and I turned my back on my home
And as they sailed me away to the war you or I never felt so alone
As the natural fireworks of the Northern Lights lit up the open sea
We said farewell to the Dock Road and sailed on down the Mersey
I will write to thee a letter, love, when I have stories to tell
If a man's a sailor he’ll get along, if not then be sure he’s in hell
Captain Günther Prien entered Scapa Flow
Gently steering his vessel not a ripple he did show
Sometime after midnight, he emerged and set to slay
Only one battleship and barge lay moored in the bay.
CHORUS
He approached the moored vessels just before 1am
And fired the first of two salvos at them
The Royal Oak, we assumed was immune to attack.
But we were so wrong there was no going back
The war was only just six weeks old
As doomed sailors swam from portholes
Into the pitch black freezing sea
Determined but frantic they tried to swim free
Prien returned to a hero's welcome,
Some thanks you for turning the Oak to Bedlam
But Admiral Blagrove - would never return.
Now buried on Lyness, his candles still burn
How our blood stained the decks like lambs to the slaughter
In that mad mad world of spit, death and water.
They gather each year to grieve, mourn and pity.
But as year follows year, more disappear from the city
Copyright ©
anthonygoodwinjnr
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2009-09-21 05:05:14]
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Re: 800 MEN
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by TsunamiWaverider on
Monday, 21st September 2009 @ 06:32:54 AM AEST
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I cant imagine this being put to music. Wait...that doesn't sound right. What i meant was ...unless i hear it i just cannot imagine it as a song, but i love the tale of the story and i admire the way you have put it all together.
I am a great fan of historical-type songs - can't beat some of Johnny Hortons songs (Gotta sink the Bismark, Battle of New Orleans etc).
I hope a musician spots your lyrics and turns it into a ballad and you and he earn a fortune from it. Good work...regards, John.
P.S. You should not have put a note about what it's all about as all the women would have thought "800 Men...woohooo, this sounds alright" and read it. LOL. |
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