The colonel said “These bodies stink Won’t someone come and drag them away?” We try to clean them up but they mow us down And the English colonel looks the other way Well the spirit is willing but the flesh is weak Well I ran for the trench but I had no time to speak Well my heart said yes but my head said no When the English colonel said “it’s time to go” He said “What’s a few men?” He said “What’s a few men?” He said “What’s a few men?” The colonel’s job is never done So he declares timeout on Christmas Day We held the enemy in our arms And we ploughed each others dead into the clay Oh the Lord said death will be no longer And all of these things will pass away There will be no sorrow and there will be no pain And we’ll swap cigarettes on Christmas Day All the loved ones down upon their knees When the English colonel said it’s time to leave Well my heart said yes but my head said no When the English colonel said “it’s time to go” He said “What’s a few men?” He said “What’s a few men?” He said “What’s a few men?”