Vimy Boys

our boys took Vimy Ridge that day

but Vimy took our boys away

for King and country, hip hip hooray!

we’ll fight the Hun, hooray hooray!

the maple leaf forever, eh?

and Canada came of age they say

a country came of age that day

 

there’s no quiet on the western front

when the Canadian Corps is singing

there’s no quiet on the western front

while shell shocked ears are ringing

there’s no quiet on the western front

with stretcher bearers bringing—

muddy boys

bloody boys

the screaming, dead

and glory boys

 

our boys took Vimy Ridge that day

but Vimy took our boys away

and Canada came of age

they say

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A blue-collar bohemian with a penchant for fine words and dirty jeans.
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