The sun that filled that room
A picture window looked out
Some summer night it rocked
In red and white and blue
I looked out at the village
The joy that filled the air yeah
The darkness and the chill
I never thought of leaving
The guys were in the backyard
And carried to the hill to burn
Pudding stones on bowling greens
Standing on the back seat playing away
Like a chariot through the lanes that day
Twenty B&H, five pounds of four star for
Cross country journeys way too far
In those white winter days
When snowdrifts grew higher
You'd find me in the shed chopping
Means nothing lasts forever
Springtime brings the changes
A war began and I was left
Got to the end and told to get