SOMME/36TH BRIGADE SONGS » Billy McFadzean

Let me tell you a story of honour and glory,
Of a young Belfast soldier Billy McFadzean by name,
For King and for Country Young Billy died bravely,
And won the VC on the fields of the Somme.

Gone Like the snowflake that melts on the river,
Gone like the first rays of days early dawn,
Like the foam from the fountain,
Like the mist from the mountain,
Young Billy McFadzeans dear life has gone.

Now Billy lies only were the red Flanders poppy,
In wildest profusion paints the field of the brave,
No piper recalling his deeds all forgotten,
For Billy McFadzean has no known grave.

Gone Like the snowflake that melts on the river,
Gone like the first rays of days early dawn,
Like the foam from the fountain,
Like the mist from the mountain,
Young Billy McFadzeans dear life has gone.

So let us remember that brave Ulster soldier,
The VC he won th young life that he gave,
For duty demanding his courage outstanding,
Private Billy McFadzean of the U.V.F.