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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Sting
Lead Vocals
Branford Marsalis
Saxophone
Danny Quatrochi
Synclavier
Darryl Jones
Bass Guitar
Dolette McDonald
Background Vocals
Janice Pendarvis
Background Vocals
Kenny Kirkland
Keyboards
Omar Hakim
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Sting
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Sting
Producer
Pete Smith
Producer
Jim Scott
Engineer
Lyrics
Young men, soldiers, Nineteen Fourteen
Marching through countries they'd never seen
Virgins with rifles, a game of charades
All for a Children's Crusade
Pawns in the game are not victims of chance
Strewn on the fields of Belgium and France
Poppies for young men, death's bitter trade
All of those young lives betrayed
The children of England would never be slaves
They're trapped on the wire and dying in waves
The flower of England face down in the mud
And stained in the blood of a whole generation
Corpulent generals safe behind lines
History's lessons drowned in red wine
Poppies for young men, death's bitter trade
All of those young lives betrayed
All for a Children's Crusade
The children of England would never be slaves
They're trapped on the wire and dying in waves
The flower of England face down in the mud
And stained in the blood of a whole generation
Midnight in Soho, Nineteen Eighty-four
Fixing in doorways, opium slaves
Poppies for young men, such bitter trade
All of those young lives betrayed
All for a Children's Crusade
Writer(s): Gordon Matthew Sumner
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