I´m nothing but a common man
never graced a table fit for kings
nor have I worn the finest cloth...
I do not speak with learned tongue;
But when I see the troops parading
and when the band begins to play
my soul steps out to join them...
because that is the soldiers way;
For many years I served my country
and many years I served my queen
for these two things I´d fight and die...
a soldiers heart the reason why;
I may have come from humble stock
but the values I have learned
of comradeship, esprit de corps...
and undying love for my homeland.
Jun 13, 2016
Jun 13, 2016 at 5:34 AM UTC
I´m nothing but a common man
never graced a table fit for kings
nor have I worn the finest cloth...
I do not speak with learned tongue;
But when I see the troops parading
and when the band begins to play
my soul steps out to join them...
because that is the soldiers way;
For many years I served my country
and many years I served my queen
for these two things I´d fight and die...
a soldiers heart the reason why;
I may have come from humble stock
but the values I have learned
of comradeship, esprit de corps...
and undying love for my homeland.
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