here's to the lonely old soldiers
here's to the lonely old soldiers
going to walk into the street
with the confidence of an apex predator
im going to ask the first pretty girl i meet
if she fancies a trip to the west end cinema
oh will sit her in the back row
tell her what i know
listen to a whisper
We'll fall into line with the evening tide
Ready to present arms, open wide
all my best laid plans
they might have to wait till tomorrow
cos its been an hour since i took off
and there's no pretty girls to speak of
yeah right
oh well sit her in the back row
tell her what i know
listen to a whisper
when i marched round a corner into a post
what the hell am i dong, must admit that i dont know
oh i don't know
here's to the lonely old soldiers
here's to the lonely old soldiers
here's to the lonely old soldiers
raise them up
here's to the lonely old boys
oh well sit her in the back row
tell her what i know
listen to a whisper
well i'll sit her in the row
bare my soul
listen to a whisper
i don't know
oh i don't know