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Ballad of Lance​-​Sergeant William Stones

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lyrics

My name is Joseph William Stones
The life-blood of Durham ran deep in my bones
A miner from Crook standing all of 5' 2"
Deemed too short to fight, fit only to hew

But I then joined the Bantams in 1915
A volunteer in the Durham Light Infantry
A lance-sergeant decorated for extreme bravery
Shot at dawn as a coward in 1917

The terror of the guns I bravely defied
The horrors of the trenches I somehow survived
Only to face death by a different name
Stripped of all honour, butchered in shame

Though my superiors cast glowing testimonies
I was guilty as charged, my Court Martial decreed
British Army justice, so cruel and so vague
The brutal tyranny of Bloody Butcher Haig

As the sentence was passed my stomach turned weak
But they’d given me no permission to speak
I simply stood there as my glazed eyes gazed through
The blank faces of my judges who no mercy knew

The ambulance driver’s head hung in shame
Driving us to our doom at the dawn of the day
Blindfolded, manacled, two lance corporals and I
Each tied to a post, sentenced to die

A farmyard near Arras, the last place I saw
So quiet and peaceful amid the horrors of war
Thirty-six bullets and thirty-six men
Twelve for each prisoner, how could they fail then?

Yet not one of those men fired a shot that rang true
Afraid of guilt’s burden, what else could they do?
As the firing squad officer his pistol he drew
And our brains and our souls to eternity blew

“Braver men I never have met”
Were the words of the chaplain who wrote with regret
How he’d prayed with us before that fatal dawn
And how we were murdered on that terrible morn

There were no birds to sing, no bugle to play
The Last Post as they carried our bodies away
Just a sad mournful breeze to usher our souls
To the Great Unknown, where no guilty bell tolls

Oh Lizzie, my Lizzie, you were victimised too
"There’s no pensions for coward’s widows", they told you
As they left you to rot and go quietly insane
Alone with your memories, your loss and your pain

Three hundred and five others were damned just like me
To walk the Ghost Road through eternity
These doomed youth an anthem and peace were denied
Unjustly condemned, shot by their own side

My name was erased from the family line
To be rediscovered and restored after time
Now eighty years after I was slaughtered in shame
The local memorial at last bears my name

A Royal Pardon was granted at last
Ninety years after the sentence was passed
And even though the conviction remains
I suppose we must welcome any small gains

Now they call it Post-Traumatic Stress Syndrome
A cause that in my time was simply unknown
And though no-one else should suffer like me
From the evil of War we will never be free


(Gary Miller)

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from DLI EP, released August 5, 2019
Gary Miller - Vocals, Acoustic Guitar

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Gary Miller Durham, UK

Gary Miller first rose to prominence with internationally renowned folk-rock band The Whisky Priests (1985-2002), founded with his twin brother Glenn - “the Joe Strummer and Mick Jones of Folk Music". In 2010, following long-term illness, he released ‘Reflections on War’, his debut solo album and first CD of all new material in 10 years and returned to international touring. ... more

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