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Post by KG on Jun 5, 2018 0:38:28 GMT
“The Forgotten Conscripts”
My call up papers came through the door
I wondered where I would spend the war
In the Royal Marines or Navy at sea
In the Army oh where would that be
I might be a pilot or rear gunner too
A “Brylcreem” boy in RAF blue
So off I went to ask where I’d go
‘Twas then I was told “your going below”
Your number my son is one in ten
You’re going to be with colliery men
Down to the pit to dig out the coal
With lamp and a pick you will enrol
Overalls blue and hard hat of black
The boys in the cage all watch your back
What you are doing is essential to all
For without the coal our country may fall
Not all those enlisted became fighting men
Instead they dug coal again and again
Keeping the fires burning ever so bright
And helping our country to win the fight
So that’s where I spent my time in the war
Miles beneath with the rich and the poor
Bevin Boys was the name we were given
Many long gone and to Heaven have risen
Author Unknown.
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