If I should die, think only this of me: That there’s some corner of a foreign field That is for ever England. There shall be In that rich earth a richer dust concealed; A dust whom England bore, shaped, made aware, Gave, once, her flowers to love, her ways to roam; A body of England’s, breathing English air, Washed by the rivers, blest by suns of home. And think, this heart, all evil shed away, A pulse in the eternal mind, no less Gives somewhere back the thoughts by England given; Her sights and sounds; dreams happy as her day; And laughter, learnt of friends; and gentleness, In hearts at peace, under an English heaven. -Rupert Brooke (1887-1915)
Joining WWI in 1914 and then in raising a mass Army, against all British military and naval tradition, was the original sin of Britain and the Empire. The ordinary fighting officers and men were the bravest of the brave, but, as usual, they were let down by our political types.
The original sin of Britain and the Empire came perhaps far earlier, in the tens of millions starved to death in India, and the famine in Ireland. The loss of life is not petty or meaningless when it is not Englishmen dying, though even in the Great War, Irish and Scots were used as shock troops, to be thrown away with ease.
@@eldradulthran6482 1 year later, but it wasn't just the scots and Irish. Australia was also used, thrown away in Gallipoli, and Passchendaele, it was merely used as a convict colony and resource-extraction by the empire.
Absolute rubbish about throwing away Scots/Welsh/Irish/ANZAC lives to preserve English ones. Many more British troops (from all parts of the UK) than ANZAC were casualties in the Dardanelles, for example. And I speak as a Highland Scot.
You could probably find guitar tabs by the score for this song, but you need to look it up under What a Friend We Have in Jesus. This is a parody of that song.
They did that a lot in the days before recorded music. Whenever they wrote a new song, they just wrote lyrics and slapped them to the tune of a song people already knew. This worked pretty well for protest or political songs or anything that you wanted to teach a group to sing quickly. It helped because there wasn't recorded music everywhere, so they could teach the song more quickly that way. Sorry for the ramble.
it's sung to the tune of "what a friend we have in jesus" they just changed the lyrics. so just look that up on youtube and i'm sure you'll find what you're looking for
It's hard for me to upload vids because I'm blind, but seeing your post makes me think I should post the way I play this song. If I do, though, it would be under the original title because that's what most people know it as. Also, I play very similar to Floyd Cramer, so you might not like that. I love to hear Floyd play that song.
@@thetickedoffpianoplayer4193 I'll subscribe then) Any version is welcome) Though I do prefer slower tempo versions like the one you can find by searching " WHEN THIS LOUSY WAR IS OVER performed by CATHERINE PAVER ", here on YT. p.s. no one said you can't put both names in the video title separated by a slash, you'll get into more search results that way)
i prefer the swearing and bad language version because this was from the troops and the swearing version to me makes it more real...the nice polite version is ok but not as genuine as it would have been coming from soldiers at the time the swearing version to me is rude yes but a lot more genuine as to how the troops really felt
-Look up the Sodds' Opera version. Don't play that in front of your grandma, though, or any little kids unless you don't mind them picking up some new words. Seriously, they swear like rappers, to the tune of a gospel song, which is hilarious.
War is a brutal bloody business. These young men not only faced mass death by bullets and artillery, but many died miserably from poison gas, tanks, and air attacks. Soldiers living a rough life had rough language. Get over it. If you went through 1/10th of what they endured, you would also use foul language.
The fields of red Poppies represent the bloody fields of The Somme, Flanders, the Argonne Forest, and a hundred other battles that sapped most of Great Britain's youth. By 1917, France and England virtually had no more reserves left to send into battle. The French Army mutinied and threatened to throw down their arms and go home. For years, Britain had pleaded with the United States to abandon its neutrality and join the fight. Many Americans, remembering our struggle against England in the Revolutionary War, protested against American involvement. But they also remembered France's generous assistance during our revolution. After the sinking of the Lusitania by a German submarine, American public opinion turned against Imperial Germany and Kaiser Wilhelm II. The Kaiser made a royal blunder by ordering unrestricted submarine warfare against Allied and American ships. It was later found that Lusitania was carrying British munitions in addition to American and other civilian passengers. But at the time, blind hatred guided the United States to finally intervene. Many today still question the decision, but hindsight cannot forecast the future, and many young American doughboys died defending a futile and destructive war between monarchies in England, France, Germany, Austro-Hungary, and Russia.
When this lousy war is over, no more soldiering for me, When I get my civvy clothes on, oh how happy I shall be. No more church parades on Sunday, no more putting in for leave, I will miss the Sergeant-Major, How he’ll miss me how he’ll grieve. No more standing to in trenches, Only one more church parade, No more NCOs to curse us, No more tickler’s marmalade. When this lousy war is over, No more soldiering for me, When I get my civvy clothes on, Oh how happy I shall be. People said when we enlisted, Fame and medals we would win, But the fame is in the guardroom, And those medals made of tin. When this lousy war is over, No more soldiering for me, When I get my civvy clothes on Oh how happy I shall be.
If I should die, think only this of me:
That there’s some corner of a foreign field
That is for ever England. There shall be
In that rich earth a richer dust concealed;
A dust whom England bore, shaped, made aware,
Gave, once, her flowers to love, her ways to roam;
A body of England’s, breathing English air,
Washed by the rivers, blest by suns of home.
And think, this heart, all evil shed away,
A pulse in the eternal mind, no less
Gives somewhere back the thoughts by England given;
Her sights and sounds; dreams happy as her day;
And laughter, learnt of friends; and gentleness,
In hearts at peace, under an English heaven.
-Rupert Brooke (1887-1915)
You should do Scarborough Fair next!
Rab Noakes, died 11 Nov 2022. Sorely missed .
Such a heartfelt song
What a spectacularly beautiful song
Joining WWI in 1914 and then in raising a mass Army, against all British military and naval tradition, was the original sin of Britain and the Empire. The ordinary fighting officers and men were the bravest of the brave, but, as usual, they were let down by our political types.
The original sin of Britain and the Empire came perhaps far earlier, in the tens of millions starved to death in India, and the famine in Ireland. The loss of life is not petty or meaningless when it is not Englishmen dying, though even in the Great War, Irish and Scots were used as shock troops, to be thrown away with ease.
@@eldradulthran6482 Cringe comment.
@@eldradulthran6482 well said
@@eldradulthran6482 1 year later, but it wasn't just the scots and Irish. Australia was also used, thrown away in Gallipoli, and Passchendaele, it was merely used as a convict colony and resource-extraction by the empire.
Absolute rubbish about throwing away Scots/Welsh/Irish/ANZAC lives to preserve English ones. Many more British troops (from all parts of the UK) than ANZAC were casualties in the Dardanelles, for example. And I speak as a Highland Scot.
Is there a guitar tab for this?
You could probably find guitar tabs by the score for this song, but you need to look it up under What a Friend We Have in Jesus. This is a parody of that song.
Dulce et decorum est, pro Patria mori. Lest we forget.
That's really not the point of this song.
What a friend we have in Jesus??
Jesus be praised!
@@GyroGarrison im feeling a little hungry
yeah some songs made in ww1 come after existing ones
They did that a lot in the days before recorded music. Whenever they wrote a new song, they just wrote lyrics and slapped them to the tune of a song people already knew. This worked pretty well for protest or political songs or anything that you wanted to teach a group to sing quickly. It helped because there wasn't recorded music everywhere, so they could teach the song more quickly that way. Sorry for the ramble.
@@thetickedoffpianoplayer4193 much appreciated, thank you for the info
Also remember ðe other fallen.
War knows no nation.
Such a nice song and melody, and yet there is no clean piano version (voiceless), such a shame
If not you, then who?
it's sung to the tune of "what a friend we have in jesus" they just changed the lyrics. so just look that up on youtube and i'm sure you'll find what you're looking for
It's hard for me to upload vids because I'm blind, but seeing your post makes me think I should post the way I play this song. If I do, though, it would be under the original title because that's what most people know it as. Also, I play very similar to Floyd Cramer, so you might not like that. I love to hear Floyd play that song.
@@thetickedoffpianoplayer4193 I'll subscribe then) Any version is welcome) Though I do prefer slower tempo versions like the one you can find by searching " WHEN THIS LOUSY WAR IS OVER performed by CATHERINE PAVER ", here on YT.
p.s. no one said you can't put both names in the video title separated by a slash, you'll get into more search results that way)
I'm digging the Chet Atkins guitar playing. I wonder how many Christians got upset about this, lol.
Why would they?
@@pelnapkins4379 Because the tune is originally from a church hymn called "What A Friend We Have in Jesus."
Great rendition. I think overall I prefer the clean language less angry version but that's just a personal taste thing.
i prefer the swearing and bad language version because this was from the troops and the swearing version to me makes it more real...the nice polite version is ok but not as genuine as it would have been coming from soldiers at the time the swearing version to me is rude yes but a lot more genuine as to how the troops really felt
Where is the swearing in this? The only somewhat bad word is arse.
-Look up the Sodds' Opera version. Don't play that in front of your grandma, though, or any little kids unless you don't mind them picking up some new words. Seriously, they swear like rappers, to the tune of a gospel song, which is hilarious.
War is a brutal bloody business. These young men not only faced mass death by bullets and artillery, but many died miserably from poison gas, tanks, and air attacks. Soldiers living a rough life had rough language. Get over it. If you went through 1/10th of what they endured, you would also use foul language.
The fields of red Poppies represent the bloody fields of The Somme, Flanders, the Argonne Forest, and a hundred other battles that sapped most of Great Britain's youth. By 1917, France and England virtually had no more reserves left to send into battle. The French Army mutinied and threatened to throw down their arms and go home.
For years, Britain had pleaded with the United States to abandon its neutrality and join the fight. Many Americans, remembering our struggle against England in the Revolutionary War, protested against American involvement. But they also remembered France's generous assistance during our revolution.
After the sinking of the Lusitania by a German submarine, American public opinion turned against Imperial Germany and Kaiser Wilhelm II. The Kaiser made a royal blunder by ordering unrestricted submarine warfare against Allied and American ships. It was later found that Lusitania was carrying British munitions in addition to American and other civilian passengers. But at the time, blind hatred guided the United States to finally intervene.
Many today still question the decision, but hindsight cannot forecast the future, and many young American doughboys died defending a futile and destructive war between monarchies in England, France, Germany, Austro-Hungary, and Russia.
When this lousy war is over, no more soldiering for me,
When I get my civvy clothes on, oh how happy I shall be.
No more church parades on Sunday, no more putting in for leave,
I will miss the Sergeant-Major,
How he’ll miss me how he’ll grieve.
No more standing to in trenches,
Only one more church parade,
No more NCOs to curse us,
No more tickler’s marmalade.
When this lousy war is over,
No more soldiering for me,
When I get my civvy clothes on,
Oh how happy I shall be.
People said when we enlisted,
Fame and medals we would win,
But the fame is in the guardroom,
And those medals made of tin.
When this lousy war is over,
No more soldiering for me,
When I get my civvy clothes on
Oh how happy I shall be.