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It was Cjust before dawn one Gmiserable morning Cin black forty-four
CWhen the foreward commander was told to sit tight,
When they asked that his F/Cmen be withCdrawn
CAnd the generals gave thanks, as the other ranks
GHeld back the enemyC tanks for a while
And the CAnzio Bridgehead was Gheld for the price
Of a Cfew hundred ordinary lives
CAnd kind old King GGeorge sent Mother a Cnote when G
he heard that Father was gone
CIt was, I reGcall, in the form of a Cscroll with gold leaf and all
CAnd I found it one day in a drawer of old photographs hidden away
CAnd my eyes still grow damp to reGmember
His Majesty Csigned with his own rubber stamp
CIt was dark all aGround, there was frost on the Cground
When the Tigers broke Gfree
CAnd no-one survived from the Royal Fusiliers, Company "C"
GThey were all left beChind, most of them Gdead - the rest of them Cdying
CAnd that's how the Ghigh command took my Cdaddy from me
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