F They disembarked in 45, Bb And no-one spoke and no-one smiled C F There were to many spaces in the line Gathered at the cenotaph Bb All agreed with the hand on heart, C F To sheath the sacrificial knives F But now she stands upon Southampton dock Bb With her handkerchief C And her summer frock clings F To her wet body in the rain In quiet desperation knuckles Bb White upon the slippery reins C F She bravely waves the boys goodbye again Bb Bbm F Mm______. Bb And still the dark stain spreads between F His shoulder blades Bb F F7 Gm7 A mute reminder of the poppy fields and graves F7 Bb C Dm7 C7/E And when the fight was over F Am7 Dm We spent what they had made Gm7 But in the bottom of our hearts F We felt the final cut