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1917
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Singer/Songwriter
1917 was released on March 20, 2012 by Cove Struck Music as a part of the album Going Across the Mountain: Songs of War & Separation
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Release DateMarch 20, 2012
LabelCove Struck Music
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM82

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Carol Ponder
Carol Ponder
Performer
John Knowles
John Knowles
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
David Olney
David Olney
Songwriter

Lyrics

The French prostitute, 1917
The strange young man who comes to me
A soldier on a three day spree
Who needs one night's cheap ecstasy
And a woman's arms to hide him
He greets me with a courtly bow
He hides his pain by acting proud
And he drinks too much and he laughs too loud
But how can I deny him?
Let us dance beneath the moon
I'll sing to you "Claire de Lune"
The morning always comes too soon
But tonight the war is over
He speaks to me in schoolboy French
Of a soldier's life inside a trench
Of the look of death and the ghastly stench
I do my best to please him
He puts two roses in a vase
Two roses sadly out of place
Like the gallant smile on his haggard face
Playfully I tease him
Hold me 'neath the Paris sky
Let's not talk of how or why
Tomorrow's soon enough to die
But tonight the war is over
We make love too hard, too fast
He falls asleep, his face a mask
And he wakes with the shakes and he drinks from his flask
I put my arms around him
They die in the trenches and they die in the air
In Belgium and France the dead are everywhere
And they die so so fast there's no time to prepare
A decent grave to surround them
Old world glory, old world fame
The old world's gone, gone up in flame
Nothing will ever be the same
And nothing lasts forever
Oh, I'd pray for him, but I've forgotten how
And there's nothing, nothing that can save him now
But there's always another with the same funny bow
And who am I to deny them?
La la la, la la la la
La la la, la la la la
La la la, la la la la
Tonight the war is over
Written by: David Olney
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