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The Dying Trooper
We flew in on a chopper, through clouds as thick as soup,
To reach a wounded soldier of that first rate airborne troop.
He wore a blue field, white wing patch, crossed with a sword of red,
And as I knelt beside him, this is what that trooper said
I have got a mother sir, and a sister too,
And I've got a sweetheart who will shed a tear it's true;
But soon I'll join the company that's camped on fiddlers Green,
I'll get there just on sunset, when the bugle starts to sing--
[Tune - "Taps"]
Falling night, dims the sight,
And the stars in the sky gleaming bright,
From afar, drawing nigh,
Falls the night.
[Original Tune]
It was getting just on twilight, when the flag slides down the pole,
When we bowed our heads in sorrow, for the parting of his soul.
And just as Taps was sounding I could hear the Captain say,
"If the clouds had only lifted, he'd be alive today.
I have got a mother sir, and a sister too,
And I've got a sweetheart who will shed a tear it's true;
But soon I'll join the Company that's camped on Fiddlers Green,
I'll get there just on sunset, when the bugle starts to sing--
[Tune - "Taps"]
Of the Dreams, Oh the beams,
Of the stars, fairy moon, against the stream;
All too soon, Love Goodnight,
Peaceful dreams.
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