WHERE THERE'S REST FOR HORSE AND MAN

or HOME LADS HOME



Overseas in India the sun was setting low

With tramp of feet and jingle as I heard the gunteams go

But something seemed to set me a dreaming as I lay

Of my old Hampshire village at the quiet end of day



And it's home, lads home, all among the corn and clover

Home lads home, when the working day is over

Where there's rest for horse and man when the longest day is done

And we'll all go home together at the setting of the sun



Proud thatch with gardens blooming with lily and with rose

The river flowing past them, so quiet as it goes

White fields of oats and barley and the elderflower like home

And the sky a gold at sunset and the horses going home



Captain Cox and Traveler, I see them all so plain

With tasseled earflaps nodding all along the leafy lane

Somewhere a bird is calling and the swallow flying low

And the lads all sitting sideways and singing as they go



Gone is many a lad now and many a horse gone too

All those lads and horses from greenfields that I knew

For Dick fell at Givenchy and Prince beside the gun

On that red road to glory a mile or two from Munn



Gray lads and shadowy horses, I see them all so plain

I see them and I know them and I call them each by name

While riding down from Swanmore with all the West a-glow

And the lads all sitting sideways and singing as they go



And it's home, lads, home, with the sunset on their faces

Home lads, home to those quiet happy places

Where there's rest for horse and man when the longest day is done

And we'll all go home together at the setting of the sun



sung by David Jones about World War I

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