It was jC
ust before dawn one mGsus
iserable morning in C
black forty-four
C
When the foreward commander was told to sit tight,
When they asked that his F/C
men be withC
drawn
C
And the generals gave thanks, as the other ranks
Gsus
Held back the enemy tC
anks for a while
And the C
Anzio Bridgehead was Gsus
held for the price
Of a C
few hundred ordinary lives
C
And kind old King G
George sent Mother a C
note when he heard that G
Father was gone
C
It was, I reG
call, in the form of a C
scroll with gold leaf and all
C
And I found it one day in a drawer of old photographs hidden away
C
And my eyes still grow damp to reGsus
member
His Majesty C
signed with his own rubber stamp
C
It was dark all aG
round, there was frost on the C
ground
When the Tigers broke G
free
C
And no-one survived from the Royal Fusiliers, Company "C"
G
They were all left beC
hind, most of them G
dead - the rest of them C
dying
C
And that's how the G
high command took my C
daddy from me