Woodbine Willie
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Colin Ian Jeffery
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Woodbine Willie's to see the boys
Handing out cigarettes
Going from soldier to soldier
Bringing God to frightened Tommies.
Whistles blow
Brigade rises from the trench
Rifle and bayonet crossing no-man's land
Each man wondering if he will live or die
Running desperately
Pushing through barbwire towards enemy guns.
Many fall bleeding in the mud
Living screaming for mothers, terrified of dying
Woodbine Willie came
Helping carry wounded back from hell.
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