Poignant Song from "SHARPE"

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  1. I heard this sung on Sunday night on an episode of "SHARPE":




    Fading away like the stars in the morning

    Losing their light in the glorious sun

    Thus would we pass from this earth and its toiling

    Only remembered for what we have done



    Only the truth in the fife we have spoken

    Only the seed that in life we have sown

    These shall pass onwards when we are forgotten

    Only remembered for what we have done



    Who'll sing the anthem and who'll tell the story

    Will the line hold will it scatter and run

    Shall we at last be united in glory

    Only remembered for what we have done



    Does anyone have this as part of their regimental traditions?It brought not a little weeping to my eyes
     
  2. Some songs always have that effect on me.

    One that springs to mind is the rendition of Non Nobis Domine at the end of Kenneth Branagh's Henry V.

    And of course The Last Post, get shivers whenever I hear it.

    PB
     
  3. The Cavalry Last Post is particularly poignant for me. Does anyone have a link to this so I might hear it again?
     
  4. I always liked the main theme of Sharpe
     
  5. old_fat_and_hairy

    old_fat_and_hairy LE Book Reviewer Reviews Editor

    Ah yes, 'Over the hills'. A regimental march, still used today by The Waterloo Band.
    When the Band and Bugles perform at RGJ Association dinners, they play a version of Sunset, with buglers posted at 4 corners of room, and play as echoes from each other. This is especially moving when played in old barracks, with bugles on roofs of buildings.
     
  6. Is that the one the older skinny northern rifleman would always sing, the one with the recurring 'over the hills and far away' lyric? Always liked that. No idea what it's called though (he said waiting to be told it's called 'over the hills and far away').
     
  7. I was chatting to the guy who plays "Rfn Harris" last year....told me that John Tamms who sings these songs now in poor health....
     
  8. Over the Hills and Far Away was linked to on the old Army website if I recall correctly. Brilliant song.

    Here's forty shillings on the drum
    For those who'll volunteer to come
    To 'list and fight the foe today.
    Over the hills and far away.

    (Chorus)
    O'er the hills and o'er the main.
    Through Flanders, Portugal and Spain.
    King George commands and we obey.
    Over the hills and far away.

    When duty calls me I must go
    To stand and face another foe.
    But part of me will always stray
    Over the hills and far away.

    If I should fall to rise no more,
    As many comrades did before,
    Then ask the fifes and drums to play.
    Over the hills and far away.

    Then fall in lads behind the drum,
    With colours blazing like the sun.
    Along the road to come-what may.
    Over the hills and far away.
     

  9. That's the badger, i always felt moved by it, his haunting rendition perhaps.
    Im sorry to hear that he is unwell.
     
  10. Got all his music.......illegally......mind you he told me how to do it...as a SHARPES RIFLE!!!!!!........Jason or RFN HARRIS.....will be in colchester so I am told on the 16/17 June 2007
     
  11. The verses that Tams did for each of the Sharpe films differ and can be found here:

    http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Over_the_Hills_and_Far_Away_(traditional)

    I particularly liked the verse from Sharpe's Company.
     
  12. I've always had a weak spot for Scottish Soldier. Edinburgh Tattoo last year, as the massed pipes and drums burst forth, a stray piece of grit lodges in my eye.

    Glanced round and the same had happened to me oppo


    There was a soldier, a Scottish soldier
    Who wandered far away and soldiered far away
    There was none bolder, with good broad shoulder
    He's fought in many a fray, and fought and won.
    He'd seen the glory and told the story
    Of battles glorious and deeds neforious
    But now he's sighing, his heart is crying
    To leave these green hills of Tyrol.

    Because these green hills are not highland hills
    Or the island hills, the're not my land's hills
    And fair as these green foreign hills may be
    They are not the hills of home.

    And now this soldier, this Scottish soldier
    Who wandered far away and soldiered far away
    Sees leaves are falling and death is calling
    And he will fade away, in that far land.
    He called his piper, his trusty piper
    And bade him sound a lay... a pibroch sad to play
    Upon a hillside, a Scottish hillside
    Not on these green hills of Tyrol.

    And so this soldier, this Scottish soldier
    Will wander far no more and soldier far no more
    And on a hillside, a Scottish hillside
    You'll see a piper play his soldier home.
    He'd seen the glory, he'd told his story
    Of battles glorious and deeds victorious
    The bugles cease now, he is at peace now
    Far from those green hills of Tyrol.


    :cry: sorry, missus is dusting....