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Verse 1: On the roll of honour is his name, Small comfort to my heart, The finest pal, I’ve ever had, At last we’ve had to part, After all these years of gladness, I must struggle on alone, All the sunshine turned to sadness, While my heart feels like a stone.
Chorus: For I’ve lost the finest pal a girl could wish to find, Some where in France in his last sleep he lies, And nothing but the memories are left with me behind, How bitter and how blank now seem the days, No more his smiling face I’ll see, Nor hear his hearty laugh As together through the fields we used to roam, But there’s an old mill by the stream, where I’ll often sit and dream, Of you old pal, the best I’ve even known.
Verse 2: Yes he did all that a man could do, When Britain called her sons, He helped to hold the Khaki line, Against the en’mies guns, When he saved his wounded captain, All his comrades called him brave, Tho’ he did not win a medal, Still he found a hero’s grave.