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  1. Old Soldiers

From the album Old Soldiers

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Words & Music: Dom Clark

Dom Clark - guitars, vocal, trumpet, cornet, synth
Conor Cotterill - bass
Adam Ayadi - drums

Lyrics

LONG AS I REMEMBER
THERE WERE OLD SOLDIERS
FROM WHEN I WAS A YOUNG BOY
ALL THESE OLD SOLDIERS
EVERY COLD NOVEMBER
ON THAT GREY SUNDAY
LONG AS I REMEMBER
THERE WERE OLD SOLDIERS
ALL THESE OLD SOLDIERS
ROUND THE OLD MONUMENT

SOON AS I WAS ABLE
I WOULD GO AND PLAY
MARCHING IN THE TOWN BAND
ON THAT GREY SUNDAY
THEN WITH FREEZING COLD HANDS
I WOULD BREAK THE SILENCE
SOON AS I WAS ABLE
WITH THE OLD SOLDIERS
FOR THE OLD SOLDIERS
ROUND THE OLD MONUMENT

I SCREWED MY EYES UP TIGHT
AND VOWED WITH ALL MY MIGHT
TO NOT FORGET THOSE LIVES
OF THE DEAD OLD SOLDIERS

TIL ONE YEAR IT HIT ME
ALL THE DEAD SOLDIERS
COULD HAVE BEEN JUST LIKE ME
ONLY YOUNG SOLDIERS
NEVER HAD THE CHANCE TO
BECOME ANY OLDER
NEVER HAD THE CHANCE TO
BE THE OLD SOLDIERS
LIKE THE OLD SOLDIERS
STOOD REMEMBRING THEIR FRIENDS

I SCREWED MY EYES UP TIGHT
AND VOWED WITH ALL MY MIGHT
TO NOT FORGET THOSE LIVES
OF ALL THE SOLDIERS

I SCREWED MY EYES UP TIGHT
AND VOWED WITH ALL MY MIGHT
TO NOT FORGET THOSE LIVES
OF ALL THE SOLDIERS

NOW WHEN ITS NOVEMBER
THOUGH I'VE GROWN OLDER
STILL I DO REMEMBER
IF I SEE AN OLD SOLDIER
ALL THE OLD SOLDIERS
ROUND THE OLD MONUMENT