DODGING BULLETS.

  
We are in the army now, with all our training done  
Fighting for Queen and country until the battles won  
We’re not fighting on our shores, but in a foreign land  
To protect the ones we love, we have to make a stand  
I don’t fear the task ahead and neither do the others    
We’re here to do our job, a trusting Band of Brothers  
For months we fight, dodging bullets in a land so far away  
Watching our numbers dwindle as we lose friends each day  
We sit and think of family, our children, and our wives  
And death sits at our shoulder as we go on losing lives  
Then out on patrol one day, my life ran out of time  
“Death’s bullet” was to find me as I stood upon the mine  
My body’s been ‘repatriated’, to the land I loved so dear  
While I’ve gone to a far away place I need no longer fear  
My remains in Wooten Bassett, a place that I don’t know  
Trundling down the high-street in a procession oh so slow  
There’s people standing all around with tears in their eyes  
Here to pay their last respects, say their last goodbye’s  
I’ve never wanted to be here, on that I can't pretend  
For to justify my presence means my life's come to an end  
Death’s final bullet came in disguise, one I didn’t see  
So my life’s over, now all I ask is Please Remember Me.