[Intro]
[Verse]
Just a day, another day
Beneath the Belgian sun
Passed grave on grave, row upon row
Until I see the name, John Condon
[Verse]
Carved in stone with harp and crown
Little crosses in the ground
And standing there, my silent prayer
Is for this boy who died a soldier
[Chorus]
Wee lad will not grow old
Heroes who don t come home
Here they lie in Belgian fields
In fields of wheat
[Instrumental]
[Verse]
Just a recruit in soldiers blue
From Ireland s shores to here
This living hell, this cold (could tell)
Where young men die like you, John Condon
[Verse]
And all around, the harp and crown
The crosses in the ground
Stands up and proves the bitter truth
The waste of youth that lies forgotten
[Chorus]
Wee lad will not grow old
Heroes who won t come home
Here they lie in Belgian fields
In fields of wheat
[Instrumental]
[Verse]
Now tell me John, fore I go on
What did you come in here for?
With Ireland s home, your life untold
Fourteen years old to die a soldier
[Bridge]
And all around, the harp and crown
The crosses in the ground
What cause to serve, so underserved
Heroes that donât come home
Sing out for all their souls
Here they lie in Belgian fields
In fields of wheat
[Outro]