The Dreadnoughts - The Best of 'Em lyrics
[The Dreadnoughts - The Best of 'Em lyrics]
At quarter past three
The wretched duel is won your George is safe
And Julian is free so go on out
Into the sun
And wave your flags and pound your feet
And kiss the strangers out on Downing Street
And leave me here with a heart of stone
For the best of 'em don't come home
Well yours took shelter in
An old wooden shack
And yours worked safely on the wire
And yours spent six months laid away in a bed
While my Billy ran into the fire
So wave your flags and pound your feet
And kiss the strangers out on Downing Street
And leave me here with a heart of stone
For the best of 'em don't come home