The Dreadnoughts - Poor Michael lyrics
[The Dreadnoughts - Poor Michael lyrics]
There were two blackbirds up a tree
Hauling up the Arras line!
Says one of them, "What do I see?"
Up the line up the line!
"What's fallen down into the sand?
"What tries in vain to sit or stand?
"A chunk of mineral through it's knee?"
Poor Michael's up to Calvary
Says the other one, "Now I did hear, "
Hauling up the Arras line?
"In Normandy that's voice ran clear, "
Up the line up the line!
Says, "That will live in gay Paris, "
"Singing, swinging on a spree, "
And kiss them French maids, one, two, three!"
Poor Michael's up to Calvary
That flew away with a multitude
Hauling up the Arras line!
And joined a bold and cheery crew
Up the line up the line!
They slept in mud and wind and rain
Cursed the cold and cried in pain
Were cut down like these rowan trees
Poor Michael's up to Calvary
"My memory it does reveal, "
Hauling up the Arras line!
"That's father marching through this field"
Up the line up the line!
"He's come to join his daddy dear, "
"To lie down and to disappear, "
"Well such a wonderful progeny!"
Poor Michael's up to Calvary
Hauling up the Arras line!
Says one of them, "What do I see?"
Up the line up the line!
"What's fallen down into the sand?
"What tries in vain to sit or stand?
"A chunk of mineral through it's knee?"
Poor Michael's up to Calvary
Says the other one, "Now I did hear, "
Hauling up the Arras line?
"In Normandy that's voice ran clear, "
Up the line up the line!
Says, "That will live in gay Paris, "
"Singing, swinging on a spree, "
And kiss them French maids, one, two, three!"
Poor Michael's up to Calvary
That flew away with a multitude
Hauling up the Arras line!
And joined a bold and cheery crew
Up the line up the line!
They slept in mud and wind and rain
Cursed the cold and cried in pain
Were cut down like these rowan trees
Poor Michael's up to Calvary
"My memory it does reveal, "
Hauling up the Arras line!
"That's father marching through this field"
Up the line up the line!
"He's come to join his daddy dear, "
"To lie down and to disappear, "
"Well such a wonderful progeny!"
Poor Michael's up to Calvary