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A European Trip

To England to England to England we go
Oh for the feel of rain wind and snow

To France to France we’ll travel anew
For wine, bread, garlic and onions too

To Belgium to Belgium to Belgium we’ll move on
Tasting their chocolates and singing songs

To Holland to Holland to Holland we’ll fly
For cheeses and tulips oh my oh my

To Germany to Germany to Germany more rain
With beer and sausage reminds us of Spain

Then down through the continent on into Spain
Home again home again dam theres no rain

(c) Michael Douglas Bosc

I Cried With Pride

Somewhere in my families past the Campbells lurk och aye
But the Edinburgh Tattoo I saw tonight brought a tear to my eye
Laughter at the Belgian army on Bikes so clever that I thought
The massed bands as they marched and played from different countries came
Displays and fun all mixed up I’m glad I saw this one.

The running of the naval guns so dangerous before
Marines in uniforms so smart so proud their faces showed
But when they played ‘For Those In Peril On The Sea’ I sang with tears in eyes
I remembered Jack who in Med sailed aboard HMS Eastern in the war
On the Malta run they played their trade defending as they could.

One day a German submarine decided to attack so their skipper said
We’ll not have that and promptly went into attack
They rammed that boat which from their bows now hung
Off they went to harbour they could only go astern
Oh what a sight they must have made so gallant every one.

Then later whilst on patrol a torpedo found its mark
Jack was on the radar and saw it coming did not move he stayed his station
When that torpedo hit it badly injured him that’s true his injuries were bad
But he just fought and battled on till he was well once more
Memories like these I have and many more.

But he would help the British Legion collecting for that poppy day
A Wootton Bassett boy he marched on parade with pride
It was his love of the sea that really made its mark
His wish to take part in Remembrance Day in Whitehall came to pass
I watched as he was wheeled along so proud to be there at last.

We lost a few years ago it really was so sad but that one hymn reminded me
Of a sailor man called Jack proud that I could call that man my Father-in-Law
Of every man who signs up and goes off to a war I say…
Thank you Thank you everyone you made me proud today.

Thank you Jack for memories and god bless you brave old sea-dog
Gone but not forgotten like the Edinburfh Tattoo.

(c)  Michael Douglas Bosc