1942 Lyrics

It was night, when the ship pulled ashore
To collect, the comrades of war
When a man, my old man's old man
Spied a dame, that lit up his heart with a bang

And that night, that night
That moon, shone about as bright as it could shine
Those stars, climbed about as high as they could climb
They knew, something strange was going on

When the man, who was Stan,
saw the dame, by the name, of Joan

But her face, was soon lost in the crowd
Morning came, and that chance was drowned
At his post, he moped then leapt when he saw
She'd be there, to share the whole of the war

And that night, that night
That moon, shone about as bright as it could shine
Those stars, climbed about as high as they could climb
They knew, something strange was going on

When the man, who was Stan,
met the dame, by the name, of Joan

In a frame, on a shelf, in the lounge
They look old, black and white, buttoned down
You forget, that they lived, and they ripped, and they roared