John Doyle - Farewell to All That lyrics

stumbling in and fumbling to another morning seeping through head bowed down as we battled the gloom cries of lamentation all my promises all my dreams have slid and slided through the seams all my joy and hope it seems has died here in the trenches Another sniper hits his mark one more hero cries in the dark the general sips tea and signs his mark and we all just follow orders up the ladder off we go to face the Hun to harry the foe over the top move down, crouch low that expendable Irish soldier Farewell to all of that the bloody iron hand Farewell to all of that we're bound for no man's land Farewell to all of that the bloody iron hand Farewell to all of that we're bound for no man's land well we joined the dublin Fusiliers the bold 16 the four would fear john