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November The 12th

from Twenty From Twenty by Joe Solo

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lyrics

My name is Private Joe Carpenter
I’m with the 51st Rifles in France
And I’m here to pick up the pieces of people
They left when the armies advanced
The rats here grew fat on the flesh of my comrades
Rotting out in No Man’s Land
Now I’m trying to give some poor bugger his name back
When all I can find is his hand

November 11th they rang out the bells
The crowds hit the streets as they silenced the shells
And I bet old Lloyd George was proud of himself
But then he weren’t digging graves on November the 12th

My brother died up in Wipers last winter
He’d signed up as soon as he could
Now bits of his body are buried forever
In ten foot of Passchendaele mud
And there is no graveside my mother can mourn at
And she cries out into the night
She says that his death was a message from Heaven
That God never meant us to fight

November 11th they rang out the bells
The crowds hit the streets as they silenced the shells
And I bet old Lloyd George was proud of himself
But then he weren’t digging graves on November the 12th

I was digging some place when I came face to face
With two unblinking eyes staring back
It gave me a fright, by some trick of the light
Christ, I swear that it looked like our Jack
But it was some German boy barely sixteen
I stood there and I whispered a prayer
I said you weren’t ever really my enemy, son
No, he’s sat in some office somewhere

November 11th they rang out the bells
The crowds hit the streets as they silenced the shells
And I hope all warmongers rot down in Hell
I’d make them dig graves on November the 12th

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from Twenty From Twenty, released January 1, 2024
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Joe Solo is an award-winning musician, writer, poet, activist, broadcaster and washing machine engineer from Scarborough.

Live he has an ever growing reputation as both a performer and raconteur, being thought-provoking, comical and punch-the-air political often in the same breath.

He is not an artist you forget in a hurry. ... more

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