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64 THE LONDON LADS
The village girls will tend the grain and mill the
Autumn yield While we go forth to other work upon another
field.
They'll cook the big brown Flemish loaves and
tend the oven fire, And while they do the daily toil of barn and
bench and byre They'll think of hearty fellows gone and sigh
for them in vain— The billet boys, the London lads who won't
come back again. |
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