Queen
'39
Written by - Brian May
From - A Night At the Opera
In the year of '39 assembled here the Volunteers 
In the days when lands were few 
Here the ship sailed out into the blue and sunny morn' 
The sweetest sight ever seen
And the night followed day and the story teller say 
That the score brave souls inside 
For many a lonely day sailed across the milky seas 
Ne'er looked back, never feared, never cried

Don't you hear my call though you're many years away
Don't you hear me calling you 
Write your letters in the sand for the day I take your hand
In the land that our grandchildren knew

In the year of '39 came a ship in from the blue 
The Volunteers came home that day 
And they bring good news of a world so newly born 
Though their hearts so heavily weigh 
For the earth is old and grey, little darlin' we'll away 
But my love this cannot be 
For so many years have gone, though I'm older but a year 
Your mother's eye's from your eyes cry to me

Don't you hear my call though you're many years away 
Don't you hear me calling you 
Write your letters in the sand for the day I take your hand
In the land that our grandchildren knew

Don't you hear my call though you're many years away 
Don't you hear me calling you 
All your letters in the sand cannot heal me like your hand 
For my life...still ahead...pity me
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