Our Josh by Sue Lee Recorded by Keepers Lock Oh our Josh he were a lovely lad Never did no one no wrong He was up with the lark each morning With a whistle and a song I remember him so clearly now As if it were yesterday With his hands in his pockets and head held high As the Army marched him away! Oh our Josh he were a lovely lad A better lad you couldn't know He was helpful and kind and happy And all of us loved him so! Tho' the work was hard and the hours long He'd always find time to play With the rest of us kids in our family At the end of each working day Oh our Josh he were a lovely lad All the boat lasses said so And tho' they tried hard to court him He just didn't want to know! For his first love was always for animals He'd watch them for hours at play And nothing would please him or give more delight Than working boat horses each day Oh our Josh he were a lovely lad And he did not want to go As he marched up the cut that mornin' To where, we did not know They said he's gone to Flanders now Away across the sea But all we have to remember him by Is a bloody red poppy! Recorded on :
Our Josh by Sue Lee Recorded by Keepers Lock Oh our Josh he were a lovely lad Never did no one no wrong He was up with the lark each morning With a whistle and a song I remember him so clearly now As if it were yesterday With his hands in his pockets and head held high As the Army marched him away! Oh our Josh he were a lovely lad A better lad you couldn't know He was helpful and kind and happy And all of us loved him so! Tho' the work was hard and the hours long He'd always find time to play With the rest of us kids in our family At the end of each working day Oh our Josh he were a lovely lad All the boat lasses said so And tho' they tried hard to court him He just didn't want to know! For his first love was always for animals He'd watch them for hours at play And nothing would please him or give more delight Than working boat horses each day Oh our Josh he were a lovely lad And he did not want to go As he marched up the cut that mornin' To where, we did not know They said he's gone to Flanders now Away across the sea But all we have to remember him by Is a bloody red poppy! Recorded on :