Story Behind The Song
Harry Lamin was conscripted into the army in December 1916, leaving behind his young wife and 9 month old son, Willie. (My father) he served in terrible battles in Flanders (Belgium) including the notorious Passchendaele offensive. He finished the war in Italy, fighting against the Austro-Hungarian army. His account has made a successful blog and book. This song just needed to be written
Song Description
The song tries to capture the experiences of a very ordinary man (my Grandfather, Harry Lamin) caught up in the extraordinary and horrific events of World War 1. No one could have been prepared for the trench environment. No one would know what was happening to their loved one when he was overseas involved in the trench warfare of Flanders. The song repeats the theme "What you doing, Harry?
Song Length |
3:59 |
Genre |
Folk - Contemporary |
Tempo |
Non 4/4 |
Lead Vocal |
Female Vocal |
Mood |
Nonviolent, Anxious |
Subject |
Armed Forces, War |
Similar Artists |
Radiohead, Leonard Cohen |
Language |
English |
Era |
1900 - 1920 |
| |
Lyrics
Harry's Song
What you doing Harry? When you coming Home?
What you doing, Harry? Feeling all alone
Bridge
No one told you how the trenches would be
No one told you of the sights, you would see.
Become a soldier, and fight the Hun,
We'll join up lads and we'll have some fun
Your country need you fighting there
Heroes all, you'll do your share
Chorus
You went away, they called you up
From home to hell is one short trip
Your wife, your son, you left everyone
Keep going Harry, we need you, back home
Chorus
The blood, the rats, the filth, the stench
You'll live or die in that dreadful trench
The mud, the lice, the stench of death
The Flanders trenches steal brave men's
breath,
Bridge2
Fritz is killing Tommy
Tommy slaughters Fritz
In better times, they'd be all be mates
But politicians decide, they need to, kill and hate
You're out the line and you have a bath,
You're clean, you sing, you have a laugh.
All is well, the lads are fine,
How many live to bath, another time
Chorus
The fighting's done and home you come,
Too many mates are dead and gone
They died to make the world more free,
Was it worth it? How can it ever be?
Chorus + bridge
What you doing Harry?