The Once - Valley of Kilbride lyrics
[The Once - Valley of Kilbride lyrics]
On the battle field in sunny France
A hero brave did stand
He thought of friends he loved so
Well in dear old Newfoundland
When a vision bright did gain his view
The dear old riverside
And the home he loved in boyhood
Days in the Valley of Kilbride
A comrade he lay wounded
Lay dying on the field
Those plucky Newfoundlanders
They died before they yielded
On no man's land they rushed across
Where shot and shell do fly
On no man’s land they rushed across
You could hear their charging cry
No coward's blood runs through their veins
They'll conquer now or die
They gained the front line trenches
From the enemy that day
While on their right or on their left
Machine guns they did fly
When the dying comrade raised his head
A signal to draw nigh he says, "Dear Jack
Those parting words I want for you to hear"
He says, "Dear Jack
Those parting words I want for you to know"
He says, "Dear Jack
Those parting words I want for you to tell
To my father and my mother
Likewise my sister Nell
Tell mother not to weep for me
But pray for me each day
And whisper words of comfort, Jack
To her that’s far away
And whisper words of comfort, Jack
And take her by the hand
And tell her in that July Drive
How bravely I did stand
There's another one who wait's for me
And thinks that I'll come home
Go and tell her that in Bowring Park
We never more shall roam
We never more shall meet on earth
Since you and I must part
But still her memory lingers yet
Within my bleeding heart
There's a photo that she gave to
Me lies closely by my side
You can scarcely recognize it now for
With my blood it's dyed
You can scarcely recognize it now
But you will be sure to know
It's a photo that she gave to me
Not a few short months ago"
His voice grew weak, he scarce could speak
He freely grasped my hand
He says, "Dear Jack, do not forget to bring
Tidings to Newfoundland he says, "Dear Jack
Do not forget how the blood
Flowed from my side
God comfort my dear mother in
The Valley of Kilbride
I know that you will miss me Jack
For soon we have to part
I know that I won't live long with
The pain that's in my heart
I know that I am dying with
The pain that’s in my side
My home I never more will see
In the Valley of Kilbride
I know that you will miss me
Jack when you are all alone
My grave will be in sunny France
Far from my native home
My grave will be in sunny France
Way out on no man’s land
And the dark haired girl will weep
For me in dear old Newfoundland"
A hero brave did stand
He thought of friends he loved so
Well in dear old Newfoundland
When a vision bright did gain his view
The dear old riverside
And the home he loved in boyhood
Days in the Valley of Kilbride
A comrade he lay wounded
Lay dying on the field
Those plucky Newfoundlanders
They died before they yielded
On no man's land they rushed across
Where shot and shell do fly
On no man’s land they rushed across
You could hear their charging cry
No coward's blood runs through their veins
They'll conquer now or die
They gained the front line trenches
From the enemy that day
While on their right or on their left
Machine guns they did fly
When the dying comrade raised his head
A signal to draw nigh he says, "Dear Jack
Those parting words I want for you to hear"
He says, "Dear Jack
Those parting words I want for you to know"
He says, "Dear Jack
Those parting words I want for you to tell
To my father and my mother
Likewise my sister Nell
Tell mother not to weep for me
But pray for me each day
And whisper words of comfort, Jack
To her that’s far away
And whisper words of comfort, Jack
And take her by the hand
And tell her in that July Drive
How bravely I did stand
There's another one who wait's for me
And thinks that I'll come home
Go and tell her that in Bowring Park
We never more shall roam
We never more shall meet on earth
Since you and I must part
But still her memory lingers yet
Within my bleeding heart
There's a photo that she gave to
Me lies closely by my side
You can scarcely recognize it now for
With my blood it's dyed
You can scarcely recognize it now
But you will be sure to know
It's a photo that she gave to me
Not a few short months ago"
His voice grew weak, he scarce could speak
He freely grasped my hand
He says, "Dear Jack, do not forget to bring
Tidings to Newfoundland he says, "Dear Jack
Do not forget how the blood
Flowed from my side
God comfort my dear mother in
The Valley of Kilbride
I know that you will miss me Jack
For soon we have to part
I know that I won't live long with
The pain that's in my heart
I know that I am dying with
The pain that’s in my side
My home I never more will see
In the Valley of Kilbride
I know that you will miss me
Jack when you are all alone
My grave will be in sunny France
Far from my native home
My grave will be in sunny France
Way out on no man’s land
And the dark haired girl will weep
For me in dear old Newfoundland"