The Old Soldier.
It's he that once stood so proud and true,
to defend his Homeland for me and you.
it's he that fought in far off
prepared to die for what he stands,
while you enjoyed those futile trips,
you cast him off with sneer and
if not for him,whom you despise with hate,
a foreign power might be your
Then you would cry aloud for that boy
his wife left behind to tend his child so kind is snubbed and slighted by friends untrue,
whilst all required was a
smile or two,
they gossip in haste refusing to deem her
they insult her husband of whom she is proud,
no uniforms in here
let those who tally with freedom deem
If not for him what would you dream?