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A month ago the world grew grey fer me	A
A month ago the light went out fer Rose	B
To 'er they broke it gentle as might be	A
But fer 'is pal 'twus one uv them swift blows	B
That stops the 'eart beat fer to me it came	C
Jist 'Killed in Action ' an' beneath 'is name	C
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'Ow many times 'ave I sat dreamin' 'ere	D
An' seen the boys returnin' gay an' proud	E
I've seen the greetin's 'eard 'is rousin' cheer	D
An' watched ole Mick come stridin' thro' the crowd	E
'Ow many times 'ave I sat in this chair	D
An' seen 'is 'ard chiv grinnin' over there	D
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'E's laughed an' told me stories uv the war	D
Changed some 'e looked but still the same ole Mick	F
Keener an' cleaner than 'e wus before	D
'E's took me 'and an' said 'e's in great nick	F
Sich wus the dreamin's uv a fool 'oo tried	G
To jist crack 'ardy an' 'old gloom aside	G
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An' now well wot's the odds I'm only one	H
One out uv many 'oo 'as lost a friend	I
Manlike I'll bounce again an' find me fun	H
But fer Poor Rose it seems the bitter end	I
Fer Rose an' sich as Rose when one man dies	J
It seems the world goes black before their eyes	J
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Ar well if Mick could 'ear me blither now	K
I know jist wot 'e'd say an' 'ow 'e'd look	L
'Aw cut it out mate chuck that silly row	D
There ain't so sense in takin' sich things crook	L
I've took me gamble an' there's none to blame	C
Becos I drew a blank it's in the game '	-
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A parson cove he broke the noos to Rose	B
A friend uv mine a bloke wiv snowy 'air	D
An' gentle soothin' sort o'ways 'oo goes	B
Thro' life jist 'umpin' others' loads uv care	D
Instid uv Mick jist one rough soljer lad	M
Yeh'd think 'e'd lost the dearest friend 'e 'ad	M
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But 'ow kin blows be sof'n'd sich as that	M
Rose took it as 'er sort must take sich things	N
An' if the jolt uv it 'as knocked me flat	M
Well 'oo is there to blame 'er if it brings	N
Black thorts that comes to women when they frets	O
An' makes 'er tork wild tork an' foolish threats	O
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An' then there comes the letter that wus sent	M
To give the strength uv Ginger's passin' out	M
A long straight letter frum a bloke called Trent	M
'Tain't no use tellin' wot it's orl about	M
There's things that's in it I kin see quite clear	D
Ole Ginger Mick ud be ashamed to 'ear	D
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Things praisin 'im that pore ole Mick ud say	P
Wus comin' it too 'ot fer spare me days	Q
I well remember that 'e 'ad a way	P
Uv curlin' up when 'e wus slung bokays	Q
An' Trent 'e seems to think that in some way	P
'E owes Mick somethin' that 'e can't repay	P
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Well p'raps 'e does an' in the note 'e sends	Q
'E arsts if Mick 'as people 'e kin find	M
Fer Trent's an English toff wiv swanky friends	Q
An' wants to 'elp wot Ginger's left be'ind	M
'E sez strange things in this 'ere note 'e sends	Q
'He was a gallant gentleman ' it ends	Q
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A gallant gentleman Well I dunno	D
I 'ardly think that Mick ud like that name	C
But this 'ere Trent's a toff an' ort to know	D
The breedin' uv the stock frum which 'e came	C
Gallant an' game Mick might 'a' bin but then	R
Lord Fancy 'im among the gentlemen	S
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'E wus a man that's good enough fer me	A
'Oo wus 'is cobber many years before	D
'E writ it plain fer other blokes to see	A
An' proved it good an' pleny at the war	D
'E wus a man an' by the way 'e died	M
'E wus a man 'is friend can claim wiv pride	M
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The way 'e died Gawd but it makes me proud	M
I ever 'eld 'is 'and to read that tale	T
An' Trent is one uv that 'igh steppin' crowd	M
That don't sling pral'se around be ev'ry mail	T
To 'im it seemed some great 'eroic lurk	U
But Mick I know jist took it wiv 'is work	U
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No matter wot 'e done It's jist a thing	V
I knoo 'e'd do if once 'e got the show	D
An' it would never please 'im fer to sling	V
Tall tork at 'im jist cos 'e acted so	D
'Don't make a song uv it ' I 'ear 'im growl	W
'I've done me limit an' tossed in the tow'l '	-
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This little job 'e knoo an' I know well	X
A thousand uv 'is cobbers would 'ave done	H
Fer they are soljers an' it's crook to tell	X
A tale that marks fer praise a single one	H
An' that's 'ow Mick wopuold 'ave it as I kow	V
An' as 'e'd 'ave it so we'll let it go	V
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Trent tells 'ow when they found 'im near the end	M
'E starts a fag an' grins orl bright an' gay	V
An' when they arsts fer messages to send	M
To friends 'is look goes dreamin' far away	V
'Look after Rose ' 'e sez 'when I move on	Y
Look after Rose Mafeesh ' An' 'e wus gone	Z
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'We buried 'im ' sez Trent 'down by the beach	A2
We put mimosa on the mound uv sand	M
Above 'im 'Twus the nearest thing in reach	A2
To golden wattle uv 'is native land	M
But never wus the fairest wattle wreath	B2
More golden than the 'eart uv 'im beneath '	-
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An' so Mafeesh as Mick 'ad learned to say	V
'E's finished an' there's few 'as marked 'im go	V
Only one soljer outed in the fray	V
'Oo took 'is gamble an' 'oo 'a 'is show	V
There's few to mourn 'im an' the less they leave	C2
The less uv sorrer fewer 'earts to grieve	C2
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An' when I'm feelin' blue an' mopin' 'ere	V
About h epal I've lorst Doreen my wifem	A
She come an' takes my 'and an' tells me 'Dear	V
Ther's be more cause to mourn a wasted life	D2
'E proved 'imself a man an' 'e's at rest '	-
An' so I tries to think sich things is best	M
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A gallant gentleman Well let it go	V
They sez they've put them words above 'is 'ead	M
Out there where lonely graves stretch in a row	V
But Mick 'ell never mind it now 'e's dead	M
An' where 'e's gone when they weigh praise an' blame	A
P'raps gentlemen an' men is much the same	A
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They fights an' orl the land is filled wiv cheers	Q
They dies an' 'ere an' there a 'eart is broke	V
An' when I weighs it orl the shouts the tears	Q
I sees it's well Mick wus a lonely bloke	V
'E found a game 'e knoo an' played it well	X
An' now 'e's gone Wot more is there to tell	X
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A month ago fer me the world grew grey	V
A month ago the light went out fer Rose	Q
Becos one common soljer crossed the way	V
Leavin' a common message as 'e goes	Q
But ev'ry dyin' soljer's 'ope lies there	V
'Look after Rose Mafeesh ' Gawd It's a pray'r	V
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That's wot it is an' when yeh sort it out	M
Shuttin' yer ears to orl the sounds o' strife	D2
The shouts the cheers the curses 'oo kin doubt	M
The claims uv women mother sweet'eart wife	D2
An' 'oos to 'ear our soljers' dyin' wish	E2
An' 'oo's to 'eed 'Look after Rose Mafeesh '	-

Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis

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