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The death of the Newfoundland Regiment They attacked after the Hawthorne mine was blown But it never saved them Newfoundland boys then crossed the line And death was there to claim them Most never made it to the starting trench Now choked with dead and dying For just four hundred yards away German machine guns were barking There is a place called Dead Tree Where we were not to tread For it now marks the place Of so many Newfoundland dead Beaumont Hamel now the resting place Of boys so far from home Beaumont Hamel now the place Where heroic Newfoundland ghosts Will ever roam
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Oct 3, 2015
Oct 3, 2015 at 9:54 AM UTC
Beaumont Hamel Febuary 1916
The death of the Newfoundland Regiment They attacked after the Hawthorne mine was blown But it never saved them Newfoundland boys then crossed the line And death was there to claim them Most never made it to the starting trench Now choked with dead and dying For just four hundred yards away German machine guns were barking There is a place called Dead Tree Where we were not to tread For it now marks the place Of so many Newfoundland dead Beaumont Hamel now the resting place Of boys so far from home Beaumont Hamel now the place Where heroic Newfoundland ghosts Will ever roam
4 years ago I walked that battlefield along with many others of the Somme battles but Beaumont Hamel was probably the most moving
joe-cole
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Oct 3, 2015
Oct 3, 2015 at 9:54 AM UTC
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