BABY JAMES HALL - Mo Stanes

Mo Stanes was sat at home, doing nothing much
On a zero hour's contract, life it really sucked
Saw an advert on the telly, learn a trade with a brand new family
Mo thought he would go & try his luck.
Mo Stanes he packed his bags, said all his goodbyes
People said you're such a hero, don't forget to write
Kiss from mother, hug from father
Sank his final pint of lager
Proudly walking off into the night.
From Carlisle to Kabul
To Helmand fresh from Hull
Seeing things they hadn't ought to see.
From simple nine to five
To trying to stay alive
One way ticket
To history
Mo Stanes got off the plane in 95 degrees
Sand for miles unrelenting, who took all the trees ?
Corporal said you're just a plodder, only here as cannon fodder
Sadly that's the way it was to be.
Mo Stanes was on patrol, no one had his back
Didn't hear the bullet from the sniper's flack
Field medics tried to save him
Fifteen pints of blood they gave him
Sadly Mo was never comin' back
From Carlisle to Kabul
To Helmand fresh from Hull
Seeing things they hadn't ought to see
From simple nine to five, to trying to stay alive
One way ticket
To misery.
Mo Stanes & his remains, came home in a box
Heads all bowed in Middle inglund, draped in union jacks
Dignitaries making speeches, Poor old Mo he lies in pieces
Certain to be just another stat.
Mo Stanes you'll see his name, up there on a plaque
Soon to be forgotten, in a field in Staffs
Grieving widow she don't get it, stuck on Universal credit
All for Queen & country, we'll that's that.
From Carlisle to Kabul
To Helmand fresh from Hull
Seeing things he hadn't ought to see
From simple nine to five, to trying to stay alive
One way ticket
His destiny.

Written by:
Nick Hall

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