Lyrics 1939 Returning - Peter Doherty
Captured
Clandestine,
Crawled
into
the
light,
Knew
he
was
in
for
a
shoe-ing,
Just
wasn't
to
be
his
night.
Dragged
out
of
the
frozen
Rhine,
For
the
Motherland,
And
the
third
reich,
A
toe-ing's
as
good
as
a
shoeing,
When
it's
not
to
be
your
night,
Your
night.
Tred
carefully,
So
carefully,
Upon
the
drifting
ice
Fought
behind
enemy
lines,
In
1939,
For
Germany,
He
sacrificed
his
life,
Caught
behind
enemy
lines,
In
1939.
Kids
knee
deep
in
rubble,
London
urchins
grey
with
dust,
Packed
off
west
in
evacuation,
To
farmers
wife
green
and
pleasent
life,
Far
from
the
doodble
bugs.
Nana
doll
still
remembers,
Leaving
town
in
worn-out
shoes,
Now
she's
back
out
west,
In
sheltered
accomodation,
Homes
for
the
old,
Where
pills
arent
the
only
blues.
Tred
carefully,
So
carefully,
On
the
drifting
ice
Staring
blank
into
the
tv
guide,
In
2009,
Oh
how
it's
hurting
me,
I've
only
seen
her
twice
Since
she
went
west
for
the
second
time
Since
1939.
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