SHORES OF THE DARDANELLES
Words and music © Graham Seal 2004
A love song about the Gallipoli disaster, and every other one.
Hear the bugle calling love, I can no longer stay
The men have all gone soldiering and I must be away
I must leave by morning light at the ringing of the bells
To join the rag-tag soldiers
On the shores of the Dardanelles
Well then, my lovely soldier boy I will go with you
I’ll cut off my auburn hair and be a soldier too
I will drill and learn to kill and fight for you as well
And I will bind your bloody wounds
On the shores of the Dardanelles
Oh no my love, oh no my love, you must stay at home
The captain has given his orders and I must go alone
You are far too frail and fair to bear the shot and shell
That falls upon the broken earth
On the shores of the Dardanelles
Well then my lovely soldier boy, stay at home with me
I’ll roll you in my arms until your ship has cleared the quay
We will lie and we will love and never hear the bells
And you’ll be safe and far away
From the shores of the Dardanelles
Oh no my love, oh no my love, with you I cannot stay
The bells have rung and the rising sun is calling me away
Let us never kiss goodbye but only say farewell
Until I return to you again
From the shores of the Dardanelles
When the rag-tag soldiers all come home
From the shores of the Dardanelles
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