A LITTLE REFUGEE

 

(instrumental prelude)

 

Another cold and gloomy morning

Another God forsaken day

All around us                                            

Desolate and grey

So little there for our dinner

Is there anything for tea

 

Papa’s somewhere out there scrounging

Like a thousand others too

What else can they do

Scratching through the barren ground

Where gardens once grew

Anything to see them through

 

Fighting for a pail of water

Just for the basics of the day                           

Oh! why did all the soldiers come

And take my home away

Left the only legacy                           

A painful memory

 

Why is Mamma crying

She says there’s no milk for baby

Can’t you see she’s starving

And there’s nothing I can do

No, not anybody knew                        

I know the world is watching

Won’t they help to see us through

 
Why did they bomb all our houses

Strip the apples from our tree

As for those invaders

Where is the humanity

All I see around me

Are scenes of misery

 

(instrumental break)

 

Eking out an existence             

Just struggling to survive          

Not thinking of a future

Or who I hoped to be

There isn’t any supper

Why has my God forsaken me.

 

 

Rodd Sherwin

to a composition by

Jeremy Williams

 

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