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I (C)sat beside the march ditch when (G)I was very (C)small
I could hear the neighbours working in the (G)field behind the (C)wall
(G)Farmers’ children like ourselves, (C)hungry mouths to feed
And spring was calling from the soil, it’s (G)time to sow the (C)seeds
Spring was calling from the soil, it’s (G)time to sow the (C)seeds
I (C)played beside the march ditch when (G)I was four or (C)five
I threshold (???) all the neighbours, it’s (G)good to be a(C)live
The (G)corn was shooting through the soil as (C)we ran to and fro
And people working in the fields (G)watched their children (C)grow
People working in the fields (G)watched their children (C)grow
I (C)worked beside the march ditch when (G)I was nine or (C)ten
Like the neigbours’ children, (G)home from school a(C)gain.
But if (G)schooldays separated us be(C)cause of different creeds (???)
Our orders now were all the same, it’s (G)time to pull the (C)weeds
Our orders now were all the same, it’s (G)time to pull the (C)weeds
At (C)seventeen the march ditch (G)heard me sing a (C)song
Turning hay on both sides now, was the (G)days were turning (C)long
We (G)had a break in August, (C)theirs was in July
But when one drop of rain would fall we’d (G)all look at the (C)sky
When one drop of rain would fall we’d (G)all look at the sky
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I (C)sat beside the march ditch when (G)I was twenty-(C)five
My heart was feeling empty as the (G)fields before my (C)eyes
We’d (G)heard it on the radio, a(C)nother senseless death
But when it comes so close to home it (G)chills like winter’s (C)breath
When it comes so close to home it (G)chills like winter’s (C)breath
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I (C)look across the march ditch and (G)every day I (C)see
Someone on the other side who (G)looks a lot like (C)me
To (G)share this earth between us - (C)how long does it need?
And spring is calling from the soil, it’s (G)time to sow the (C)seeds
Spring is calling from the soil, it’s (G)time to sow the (C)seeds
