Oh Passchendaele
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Oh Passchendaele, what have you become?
Your gentle fields of green, a scarred and bloody scene
Oh Passchendaele, our best and bravest sons
From far across the sea, lie fallen at your feet
Called to the firing line, stumbled through the dead and dyin'
Shell holes and bitter, freezing rain tumbles down
Men of the 3rd Brigade huddled in the break of day
Rise from the mud and storm, the guns on the ridge
Oh Passchendaele, what have you become?
Your gentle fields of green, a scarred and bloody scene
Oh Passchendaele, our best and bravest sons
From far across the sea, lie fallen at your feet
Our ruthless artillery fell short of the enemy
And those of us survived, ordered over the top
Hung up in tangled wire, cut down in machine gun fire
Cries for the stretcher bearers, God help us all
Oh Passchendaele, what have you become?
Your gentle fields of green, a scarred and bloody scene
Oh Passchendaele, our best and bravest sons
From far across the sea, lie fallen at your feet
Our officers have all been slain
Thousands lost and nothing gained
All I see is desolation
Oh Passchendaele, what have you become?
Your gentle fields of green, a scarred and bloody scene
Oh Passchendaele, our best and bravest sons
From far across the sea, lie fallen at your feet
Your gentle fields of green, a scarred and bloody scene
Oh Passchendaele, our best and bravest sons
From far across the sea, lie fallen at your feet
Called to the firing line, stumbled through the dead and dyin'
Shell holes and bitter, freezing rain tumbles down
Men of the 3rd Brigade huddled in the break of day
Rise from the mud and storm, the guns on the ridge
Oh Passchendaele, what have you become?
Your gentle fields of green, a scarred and bloody scene
Oh Passchendaele, our best and bravest sons
From far across the sea, lie fallen at your feet
Our ruthless artillery fell short of the enemy
And those of us survived, ordered over the top
Hung up in tangled wire, cut down in machine gun fire
Cries for the stretcher bearers, God help us all
Oh Passchendaele, what have you become?
Your gentle fields of green, a scarred and bloody scene
Oh Passchendaele, our best and bravest sons
From far across the sea, lie fallen at your feet
Our officers have all been slain
Thousands lost and nothing gained
All I see is desolation
Oh Passchendaele, what have you become?
Your gentle fields of green, a scarred and bloody scene
Oh Passchendaele, our best and bravest sons
From far across the sea, lie fallen at your feet
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:11.12] Oh Passchendaele, what have you become?
[00:17.93] Your gentle fields of green, a scarred and bloody scene
[00:26.74] Oh Passchendaele, our best and bravest sons
[00:33.46] From far across the sea, lie fallen at your feet
[00:42.07] Called to the firing line, stumbled through the dead and dyin'
[00:48.79] Shell holes and bitter, freezing rain tumbles down
[00:55.78] Men of the 3rd Brigade huddled in the break of day
[01:02.62] Rise from the mud and storm, the guns on the ridge
[01:09.32] Oh Passchendaele, what have you become?
[01:16.18] Your gentle fields of green, a scarred and bloody scene
[01:24.88] Oh Passchendaele, our best and bravest sons
[01:31.40] From far across the sea, lie fallen at your feet
[01:39.90] Our ruthless artillery fell short of the enemy
[01:46.96] And those of us survived, ordered over the top
[01:54.13] Hung up in tangled wire, cut down in machine gun fire
[02:00.96] Cries for the stretcher bearers, God help us all
[02:07.72] Oh Passchendaele, what have you become?
[02:14.55] Your gentle fields of green, a scarred and bloody scene
[02:23.35] Oh Passchendaele, our best and bravest sons
[02:29.69] From far across the sea, lie fallen at your feet
[02:38.75]
[03:09.37] Our officers have all been slain
[03:12.86] Thousands lost and nothing gained
[03:16.17] All I see is desolation
[03:23.36] Oh Passchendaele, what have you become?
[03:29.72] Your gentle fields of green, a scarred and bloody scene
[03:38.61] Oh Passchendaele, our best and bravest sons
[03:44.95] From far across the sea, lie fallen at your feet
[03:50.26]
[00:17.93] Your gentle fields of green, a scarred and bloody scene
[00:26.74] Oh Passchendaele, our best and bravest sons
[00:33.46] From far across the sea, lie fallen at your feet
[00:42.07] Called to the firing line, stumbled through the dead and dyin'
[00:48.79] Shell holes and bitter, freezing rain tumbles down
[00:55.78] Men of the 3rd Brigade huddled in the break of day
[01:02.62] Rise from the mud and storm, the guns on the ridge
[01:09.32] Oh Passchendaele, what have you become?
[01:16.18] Your gentle fields of green, a scarred and bloody scene
[01:24.88] Oh Passchendaele, our best and bravest sons
[01:31.40] From far across the sea, lie fallen at your feet
[01:39.90] Our ruthless artillery fell short of the enemy
[01:46.96] And those of us survived, ordered over the top
[01:54.13] Hung up in tangled wire, cut down in machine gun fire
[02:00.96] Cries for the stretcher bearers, God help us all
[02:07.72] Oh Passchendaele, what have you become?
[02:14.55] Your gentle fields of green, a scarred and bloody scene
[02:23.35] Oh Passchendaele, our best and bravest sons
[02:29.69] From far across the sea, lie fallen at your feet
[02:38.75]
[03:09.37] Our officers have all been slain
[03:12.86] Thousands lost and nothing gained
[03:16.17] All I see is desolation
[03:23.36] Oh Passchendaele, what have you become?
[03:29.72] Your gentle fields of green, a scarred and bloody scene
[03:38.61] Oh Passchendaele, our best and bravest sons
[03:44.95] From far across the sea, lie fallen at your feet
[03:50.26]