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Imagine somebody looking back the many years to when he served in the real Home Guard during the war. This is his song.

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I remember well
Volunteering for a spell
To defend the land I love.
Flat feet and rare blood are the reason I defend
Till the end.

My city and its Soke!
My Fenland and its folk!
My city and its Soke!

A fen is drained.
Oaths of loyalty are strained.
Those who fail to understand –
Trying to find a hand to fit the scarlet glove.
How I love

My city and its Soke!
My Fenland and its folk!
My city and its Soke!

How I long to feel the soil over my boots
And to lie in the flatlands wrapped in the roots!
How I love the yeoman pleasures of old,
Local traditions are ours to uphold –
If they're neglected? Oh, for shame!

In the final scene,
Throw my ashes in the Nene
Where I'll join Clare and Cavell.
Let me forever dwell in echoes of our land.
It will stand.

My city and its Soke!
My Fenland and its folk!
My city and its Soke!

(c)2009 The Home Guard. All rights reserved.

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from Forlorn Hope and Glory, released 01 September 2009

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