Kilfenora Ceili Band and Edel Vaughan - John Condon

Just a day, another day
Beneath the Belgian sun
Passed grave on grave, row upon row
Until I see the name, John Condon

Carved in stone with harp and crown
Little crosses in the ground
And standing there, my silent prayer
Is for a boy who died a soldier

Wee lad who’ll not grow old
Heroes that don't come home
Here they lie in Belgian fields
And Picardy

Just a recruit in soldiers’ boots
From Ireland's shores to here
This living hell, this Poelcapelle
Where young men fell like you, John Condon

And all around, the harp and crown
The crosses in the ground
Stand up and prove the bitter truth
The waste of youth that lies forgotten

A wee lad who’ll not grow old
Heroes that don't come home
Here they lie in Belgian fields
And Picardy

Now tell me John, ’fore I go on
What did you come here for?
With Ireland's bold, a life untold
Fourteen years old, to die a soldier

And all around, the harp and crown
The crosses in the ground
What cause was served?
So undeserved

Heroes that don’t come home
Sing out for all their souls
Here they lie in Belgian fields
And Picardy

Written by:
Starrett, Laird, McRory, Carmel

Publisher:
Lyrics © BARDIS MUSIC, USA ATTN: PETER BARDON

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