Gary Brooker - Switchboard Susan Lyrics
(Brooker)Called up to Camberley in '39To play his part on the French front lineHe was full of hope, overflowing with tearsHe'd been on the earth barely nineteen yearsbut he was willingSailed across the Channel for to meet his foeMarched from Le Havre to Forge-les-EauxThere were sounds of battle that assailed his earsThey moved that night with the taste of fearto the killingGot dug down in DeauvilleHis young life on the lineHad time to think about herHis first love he'd left behindThe battle lostat heavy costTo life and limbbut not for himHe was caughtand marched awayto darker daysa prisonerHe walked to Polandwith thousands of othersTheir common plightwould make them brothersFor years of cold and fearand lonely tearsfor four long yearsThe Allies cameto liberateThey found him in ragsIn a pitiful stateBut aliveTaken at the very startNot freed until the lastLest we forget the sacrificeThat young men make for what seems rightWe lose themconfuse themabuse themYoung rose waiting on the English shoreTo hold her boy, now a man of twenty-fourHard of hearing, no feelingWhat do we know of pain and healing?Hard of hearing, hard of hearing.
