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Southampton Dock lyrics
They disembarked in 45
And no one spoke
And no one smiled
There were too many spaces in the line
And gathered at the cenotaph
All agreed with hand on heart
To sheath the sacrificial knives
But now
She stands upon southampton dock
With her handkerchief
And her summer frock
Clings To her wet body in the rain
In quiet desperation
Knuckles White upon the slippery reins
She bravely waves the boys goodbye again
And still the dark stain spreads between
Their shoulder blades
A mute reminder
Of the poppy fields and graves
When the fight was over
We spent what they had made
But
In the bottom of our hearts
We felt the final cut
Part of these releases
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- Track 10 on The Final Cut
- 9 The Fletcher Memorial Home
- 11 The Final Cut
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- Track 10 on Oh By the Way: Box Set Disc 14
- 9 Get Your Filthy Hands Memorial Home
- 11 Final Cut
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