bandofhope (to be pronounced at speed)
band of hope handed down long chapel light
with old mrs crandon on a cold winter’s night
widowed and thin and turned now to prayer
i went of an evening with others heading there
to the back room boarded and chaired all in rows
with electric heaters loft high in the throes
of a congregation of children poor as mice
singing of abstention that sounded so nice
yet meant nothing to many of the short trousered boys
or the plain dressed girls all mixed up in noise
that chairs scraped with patience finally fraying
increasingly restive while earnestly praying
for an end to this evening for it is going to snow
and the pedantic recitations are going so slow
release us dear god we earnestly pray
and we’ll be ever so grateful forever and a day
then at last the side light has gone to its bed
and we are rejoicing in snow balls instead
but all of these days we have let slip away
and one day one day we’ll be sure to say
i remember bandofhope with fondness my friend
and all my life i have striven to amend
the naughty boy thoughts that were not really meant
for indeed all those days were just heaven sent
so band of hope handed long chapel light
i will never forget you on a dark winter’s night
sing of tomorrow’s glad confident morning again
for the little boys have grown into sober old men
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