THOUSANDS OF MILES AWAY | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||
![]() |
|||||||||||||||||||||||||||
Once on the banks of the Clyde dwelt a widow Thinking of one who was far, far away One who had gone at the call of his country 'Heaven protect him, my boy' she would pray Over his letters the old woman pondered Letters he'd written with soldierly care Oh! how she longed to again see her boy, who Was serving his country and King over there. Chorus: Thousands of miles away, thousands of miles away Over the sea on a far off shore There was the boy she would see no more But his name and his fame On the roll of the brave will shine He died by his gun, did that old woman's son In 'The Thin Red Line.' Hark to the roar and the din of the battle Guns are surrounded and seized by the foe Britons are rallied, they flock round the Colonel 'Boys, we must save them - the guns - who will go?' Jack was the first one to answer the Colonel Back went a handful of brave-hearted men Jack was the first one to fall in the struggle Just as the guns had been rescued again. Chorus: Back to the land of the mountains and heather Back to the home on the banks of the Clyde Where sits the widow alone in her sorrow Reading the story of how her boy died 'Gone not forgotten' the Colonel had written 'Died like a Briton, midst shot and shell There in the grave of a soldier he's sleeping There near the spot where your soldier boy fell.' Chorus: |
|||||||||||||||||||||||||||
![]() |
|||||||||||||||||||||||||||
Written and composed by F.V. St. Clair - 1904 | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||
Performee by Miss Louie Hurman | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||
![]() |
|||||||||||||||||||||||||||
|