Bombers Moon
by Mike Harding
[Verse 1]
IN 44 in bomber county
Young men waiting for the night,
In the hedgerow s birds are singing,
calling in the falling light,
[Chorus]
And the Captain says, tonight there ll be a Bombers Moon,
We ll be there and back beneath a Bombers Moon,
A thousand Bombers over the Northern Sea,
Heading out, out, for Germany,
[Verse 2]
Chalkie White stands at the dart board,
Curley Thompson writes to his wife,
Nobby Clarke and Jumbo Johnson,
Playing cards and smoking pipes,
[Chorus]
And over the hangers rises a Bombers Moon,
Full and clear rising as the engines croon,
The planes they taxi out on to runway five,
And sail off out into the silvery night,
[Verse 3]
Sandy Campbell checks his oil gauge,
the Belgium coast is coming soon,
Curley Thompson lifts his sextant,
lines up on the Bombers Moon,
[Chorus]
The waves are shining there,
below the Bombers Moon,
Lancaster s flying high, above the Bombers Moon,
Coming in along the Belgian coast,
a thousand silver shrouded ghosts,
[Verse 4]
Flack flies up around the city,
Jumbo Johnson banks his plane,
Goes in low and drops his payload,
turns to join the pack again,
[Chorus]
People are dieing there below the Bombers Moon,
The Cities a raging Hell below the Bombers Moon,
The planes head back towards the Northern Sea,
Young men coming home from victory,
[Verse 5]
Over Belgium came the fighters,
flying high against the night,
Curley Thompson saw them coming,
closing in before he died,
[Chorus]
Young men shot them down below the Bombers Moon,
Shot them down in flames below the Bombers Moon,
Young men sending young men to their graves,
Sent them down into the North Sea waves,
[Verse 6]
83 Mrs White in Bomber County
dusts his picture, and she cries,
Chalky White in uniform looking
as he did the day he died,
[Chorus]
For God s sake no more Bombers Moons
No more young men going out to die too soon,
Old men sending young men out to die,
dying for politicians lies
[Chorus]
For God s sake no more Bombers Moons,
No more young men going out to die too soon,
Old men sending young men out to kill,
if we don t stop them then they never will,
No more, No more Bombers Moons
No more, No more Bombers Moons
No more, No more Bombers Moons...
