Lyrics Sandi Thom – World War One

What did I do in the great world war
I learned to peel potatoes and scrub the floor
I watched the British sunset
Go down behind the skyline forevermore

I learned to ride as soldiers to the line
For days and nights in cattle trucks of swine
I learned to shave myself in tea
With the fragments of a mirror on my knee, ohh

So much for what I did
Not for what I’ve done
I never played a hero
But I faced a gun
This is World War I
Your fallen son
I’m a hundred years young

I learned to dodge the flying lumps of led
To keep the earth between the sniper and my head
Where life is one hard labour and a soldier gets his rest
When they lay him in the daisies with a puncture in his chest

So much for what I did
Not for what I’ve done
I never played a hero
But I faced a gun
This is World War I
Your fallen son
I’m a hundred years young

Ooh, sweet mother don’t you cry
Ooh, this will be the day that I die

I gathered souvenirs for home that I hoped to send
I carried around for months just to dump them in the end

So much for what I did
Not for what I’ve done
I never played a hero
But I faced a gun
This is World war one
And its just begun
This is world war one
Your fallen son
This is world war one
I’m just a hundred years young