Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Butcher's Tale (Western Front 1914), artist - The Zombies. Date of issue: 07.04.2020
Record label: Marquis Enterprises
Song language: English
Butcher's Tale (Western Front 1914) |
| A butcher, yes that was my trade |
| But the King’s shilling is now my fee |
| A butcher I may as well have stayed |
| For the slaughter that I see |
| And the preacher in his pulpit |
| Sermoned «Go and fight, do what is right» |
| But he don’t have to hear these guns |
| And I bet he sleeps at night |
| And I… |
| And I can’t stop shaking |
| My hands won’t stop shaking |
| My arms won’t stop shaking |
| My mind won’t stop shaking |
| I want to go home |
| Please let me go home |
| Go home |
| And I have seen a friend of mine |
| Hang on the wire like some rag toy |
| Then in the heat the flies come down |
| And cover up the boy |
| And the flies come down in Gommecourt, |
| Thiepval, Mametz Wood, and French Verdun |
| If the preacher, he could see those flies |
| Wouldn’t preach for the sound of guns |
| And I… |
| And I can’t stop shaking |
| My hands won’t stop shaking |
| My arms won’t stop shaking |
| My mind won’t stop shaking |
| I want to go home |
| Please let me go home |
| Go home |