A Cry For Help
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Some years ago a cry was heard
A cry for help from far away
So we shouldered arms and packed our bags
Ne'er a questioned word we'd say
To airport,dockside by bus and train
loved ones wept and waved goodbye
Eyes front!! dont look back
Least we see yon watery eye
Rifle cleaned and stowed away
kitbag full to burstin'
Tropic lands await us
Hot an' damp an'steamin'
No question of what we do
We're here to help Malaya
Rid them of the commie bastids
and show 'em what we're made of
When job were done and home we went
To welcome arms we'd left behind
We'd sit and chat and sleep in peace
Expecting nowt from you our friend
A medal struck and such a shock
What for we ask in deep suprise
"For helping us in time of need"
"Wear it on yer chest wi' pride"
The Queen says yes lads its ok
the MOD say different
I'll wear it Ma-am 'cos its mine
The MOD can go where the sun dont shine!
GHS
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Hold the line steady boys.
