I heard this song this morning
On local radio
Evoking strong memory
Of really long ago.
Was travelling from homeland
That's Belfast, (north, six miles)
To London's Heathrow airport,
The song brought back some smiles.
I sailed to Stranraar's harbour
From our port, town of Larne
Then o'ernight train going southbound
Arriving there earl' morn.
To catch my next connection
Vancouver bound was I,
The train ride, it was cheaper
Than 'nother plane to fly
Whene'er the train I boarded
No seats avail'ble were
Some military men were on them,
Stretched out, without a care.
I couldn't hear them snoring
Or see the dreams they had
But felt their tired demeanour
To waken, would've been bad.
Recall me having thought tough,
How 'xhausted those men were,
And how I'd feel if woken,
To do so, wouldn't dare.
The lines of song to my mind
Came flooding back to me
As coming from the soldiers
So loved ones, they would see.
So I just hunkered down, me,
Near train floor, luggage close,
To let exhausted soldiers
Some rest there, - have a dose.
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