When Margaret Was Eleven

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[Verse]
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My father sailed away, the band 
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played tunes of glory
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A giant man with ribbons, 
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bedevilled dignity
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A regimental sergeant, the 
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backbone of the Empire
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For god and righteous glory, bound
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 for High Germany

[Chorus]
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Sweet lord, I was just seven when 
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Margaret was eleven
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They served us war for breakfast 
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and soldiers' songs for tea
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"Your father's gone campaigning", 
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was a way of not explaining
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That soldiers are the living proof 
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of our inhumanity

[Verse]
My childhood passed away midst the 
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tales and lurid stories
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Of manufactured glories and 
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inhuman gallantry
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I asked, "When is war over?", but 
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no one deemed to answer me
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And Margaret played that dreaded 
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tune called High Germany

[Chorus]
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Sweet lord, I was just seven when 
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Margaret was eleven
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They served us war for breakfast 
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and soldiers' songs for tea
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"Your father's gone campaigning", 
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was a way of not explaining
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That soldiers are the living proof 
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of our inhumanity

[Instrumental]
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[Verse]
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My father made it home, but he 
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came without his reason
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Two eyes of molten madness, a 
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senseless fool of war
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"He's just a child," my mother 
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cried, "to be dressed in full 
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regalia
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And paraded as a hero, home from 
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High Germany"

[Chorus]
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Sweet lord, I was just seven when 
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Margaret was eleven
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They served us war for breakfast 
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and soldiers' songs for tea
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"Your father's gone campaigning", 
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was a way of not explaining
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That soldiers are the living proof 
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of our inhumanity

[Chorus]
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Sweet lord, I was just seven when 
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Margaret was eleven
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They served us war for breakfast, 
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aye, and soldiers' songs for tea
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"Your father's gone campaigning", 
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was a way of not explaining
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That soldiers are the living proof 
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of our inhumanity
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There'll be no tunes of glory for 
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Margaret and me