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1914

...And A Cross Now Marks His Place

 

...And A Cross Now Marks His Place

(album: Where Fear And Weapons Meet - 2021)


Dear Mother

I regret very much to inform you
That your son Private A.G Harrison
Was killed in action on the night of
The 21st instant

Death was instantaneous and without suffering
The company was taking part in an attack
(And) your son's gun team was one of them
Which advanced against the enemy

The attack was successful
And all guns reached
And established new positions

Later in the night
The enemy shelled our lines

And one shell fell on your son's gun
Killing him and wounding a comrade
It was impossible to get his remains away

And one shell fell on your son's gun
Killing him and wounding a comrade
It was impossible to get his remains away

And he lies in a soldiers grave
Where he fell (fell... fell)
And he lies in a soldiers grave
Where he fell (fell... fell)
And he lies in a soldiers grave
Where he fell (fell... fell)
And he lies in a soldiers grave
Where he fell (fell... fell)

I and the C.O and all the company
Deeply sympathise with you in your loss
Your son always did his duty
And now has given his life for his country
We will honor him I trust you will feel
Some consolation in remembering this
His number was 62732
Of this company

Later in the night
The enemy shelled our lines

And one shell fell on your son's gun
Killing him and wounding a comrade
It was impossible to get his remains away

And one shell fell on your son's gun
Killing him and wounding a comrade
It was impossible to get his remains away

Away

In true sympathy your's faithfully, war
In true sympathy your's faithfully, war
In true sympathy your's faithfully, war
In true sympathy your's faithfully, war

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