The Soldier's Tale - Strawbs

The watchers on the hillside stand in silence

As the dawn appears

Then they gather to their horses in an instant

As a sunshaft sears

Through the morning mist which hangs low in the valleys

Like a serpent’s tail

Both poisonous to enemies and heroes

In the soldiers' tale

A lonely tower stands empty as a refuge

By the sullen lake

As the straggle of survivors, in their weakness

Make a grave mistake

For the crossroad sign which points towards the cost

Is another nail

In the cross of the Pretender and his comrades

In the soldiers' tale

The dream we once knew

Is now over

The battle is lost

The retreat has begun

Let us make our escape

In the dead of the night

While the lone widows wail

In the soldiers' tale

The French boat, at the ready, stands at anchor

On the swollen tide

His loyal followers raise a faint cheer

As he draws aside

The Pretender’s cause is lost, a sad farewell

As the boat sets sail

And the rain hurls down on the challenge of the gauntlet

In the soldiers' tale

The soldiers' song is never sung

The soldiers' battle never won

The soldiers' lives are bought an sold

The soldiers' bayonets are cold

The soldiers' guns are never fired

The soldiers' eyes are never tired

The soldiers' hearts are filled with hate

A soldier’s cause must ever wait