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Harvey Andrews - The Centurion lyrics
I was born in 1900, Victoria was queen The first of seven children only three made sweet sixteen It was hard but it was happy It was roses around the door 'Till we all saluted father As he went of to the war I was tea boy in the factory The day the news arrived Making mother one more widow But together we survived Chorus Now the century's near over I've watched it wax and wane And as I recall it All in all It's a life I'd live again At 18 I was courting, Mary filled my heart with pride 20 saw us married stepping out there side by side The work was never easy but we did it day by day Saving halfpennies and farthings Till we'd ten pounds put away Then the slump took jobs and savings And I had a lot of time So I learned the old mouth organ Buddy, can you spare a dime Chorus With 2 sons fast a' growing, 1925 Mary wanted so a daughter But her health it didn't thrive She died that distant summer But our daughter made it through Until the influenza took her at the age of two In the 30's I was busy, like all other folk deprived Picking coal from off the slagheaps My two sons and me survived Chorus '36 and I met Lucy, we were married in the spring The boys were new apprenticed, And we didn't fear a thing It was hard but it was happy It was roses around the door Till we both saluted my sons As they went off to the war I lost one in the navy, a convoy in the med Once again for king and country Our name numbered with the dead Chorus The other lad was lucky and in 1945 Me and lucy lit a candle Giving thanks he was alive I turned 50 then and wondered What the future held in store I'd work on to the pension If we all avoided war Soon my son walked down the aisle With a sweet girl as his bride She made me think of Mary As she stood there by his side Chorus I retired in the 60's to a bungalow downtown Did the gardening with Lucy Till the years just wore her down I lost her then with sorrow But remember her with joy And I'll take her flowers tomorrow When I go there with the boy For he is a fine great grandson Wears his cap the wrong way round And what I bought with a farthing Seems to cost the kid a pound And he asks me have i really Really lived the century And I wink and whisper nearly And that's good enough for me I was born in 1900 Victoria was queen The first of seven children Only three made sweet sixteen |
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