"The Old Days" genre: Celtic
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	Story Behind the Song Every Sunday, me Mum would give us a bath. We'd say "Tell us about The Old Days." She'd scrub our backs, and tell us of living in London during the Blitz. This is our tribute to our parents, and the incredible sacrifices they made for our generation. - Nigel Lyrics Tell us about the old days when you danced the wooden floors While the silk and leather flying boys defended sky and shore Tell us about the old days of the rations and the blitz While you found shelter underground the Nazi bombers hit So tell us about the old days 'til the lesson is well learned That nothing worth living for is ever easily earned And tell us about the old days as you scrub us head to toe The coals are bright and we bathe tonight in the freedom of our homes The siren's wail the deathly pale The air so still when the enemy came Oh please, not here let it be somewhere else A prayer to God was your best defense The siren's near it says all clear Above the ground the church went down The steeple's gone the sky has changed Our lives forever will never be the same Tell us about the old days when the radio was king When the battle hung on the airwaves and the Gerries muscled in Tell us about the old days and from it may we learn To pray to God for our children that the madmen won't return No More War!

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