Peat Bog Soldiers Lyrics

Far and wide as the eye can wander
Heath and moor are everywhere,
Not a bird sings out to greet us,
Trees are standing gaunt and bare.

We are the peat bog soldiers,
Marching with our spades to the moor.

Up and down the guards are pacing,
No-one, no-one can get through
Flight would mean a sure death facing,
Guns and barbed wire block our view.

We are the peat bog soldiers,
Marching with our spades to the moor.

But for us there is no complaining,
Winter will in time be past,
Then once more we will stand rejoicing,
Homeland dear you’re mine at last.

No more the peat bog soldiers,
Will march with our spades to the moor.

Far and wide as the eye can wander,
Heath and moor are everywhere,
Not a bird sings out to greet us,
Trees are standing gaunt and bare.

We are the peat bog soldiers,
Marching with our spades to the moor.