Harry Farr
Stray
September dawn 1916, he stood before his executioners
With head held high, refusing a blindfold
Faced the guns, a coward? No not I!
Harry Farr, prepared to say goodbye.
Harry Farr, looked them in the eye.
He'd seen so much while fighting on the Somme.
He wished that soon he could be back home.
Harry Farr, prepared to say goodbye
Harry Farr looked them in the eye
Freedom came at last, many years have past
A pardon for the man
Freedom came too late - oh such a waste
Has justice been done?
As the clouds of smoke disappear
and the sound of guns recede.
The memories of 300 men - a statue stands alone in the field.
Harry Farr, prepared to say goodbye
Harry Farr looked them in the eye
Freedom came at last, many years have past
A pardon for the man
Freedom came too late - oh such a waste
Has justice been done?