06-04-2006, 02:23 AM
The Flu Pandemic
by Greg Henkel
Performed by The Flying Fish Sailors
It was the Flu pandemic
And it swept the whole world wide
It caught soldiers and civilians
And they died, died, died!
Whether theyre lying in the trenches
Or lying in their beds
Twenty million of them got it
And theyre dead, dead, dead!
There was a soldier on the battleground in 1917
He turned there to his buddy
with his face a ghastly green
He said We made it both through Paeschendale,
the Somme, and Flanders too
But now my numbers up my lad
for Ive gone and caught the flu
chorus
Well a nurse was in the hospital
when Tommy was brought in,
When he sneezed she caught a face full
that was flying in the wind
She wrote a letter home to England
to tell them of her plight
But the letter never got there
cause the Postman too had died
chorus
From the meadowlands of Somerset
and oer the bounding main
To the shores of old Americay
they sung the same refrain
Mother, fathers, uncles and aunts
as well as the odd nephew
Brothers and sisters and bosses and lovers
were all got by the flu
chorus
Well a farmer out in China
watched his family dropping down
And a businessman in Cairo
hit the street without a sound
And an eager little Bolshevik in old Sevastapol
couldnt keep up his grinnin at Lenin
as Comrade Virus took its toll
chorus
by Greg Henkel
Performed by The Flying Fish Sailors
It was the Flu pandemic
And it swept the whole world wide
It caught soldiers and civilians
And they died, died, died!
Whether theyre lying in the trenches
Or lying in their beds
Twenty million of them got it
And theyre dead, dead, dead!
There was a soldier on the battleground in 1917
He turned there to his buddy
with his face a ghastly green
He said We made it both through Paeschendale,
the Somme, and Flanders too
But now my numbers up my lad
for Ive gone and caught the flu
chorus
Well a nurse was in the hospital
when Tommy was brought in,
When he sneezed she caught a face full
that was flying in the wind
She wrote a letter home to England
to tell them of her plight
But the letter never got there
cause the Postman too had died
chorus
From the meadowlands of Somerset
and oer the bounding main
To the shores of old Americay
they sung the same refrain
Mother, fathers, uncles and aunts
as well as the odd nephew
Brothers and sisters and bosses and lovers
were all got by the flu
chorus
Well a farmer out in China
watched his family dropping down
And a businessman in Cairo
hit the street without a sound
And an eager little Bolshevik in old Sevastapol
couldnt keep up his grinnin at Lenin
as Comrade Virus took its toll
chorus