He left the place without a backward glance Called up to do a soldier job at last A youth in trouble dealt to know the chance To make amends for all his past Oh, young man figthing on distant shores You won't be coming back home no more He left his small time village and he past his house His sisters waving at the door But he ignored them and he lit his cigarette This young man was headed after war Oh, young man figthing on distant shores You won't be coming back home no more Then over seas, he knew he soon be dead And he thought about his village every night The school bell, and the pub, and the smell of baking bread The soldier drifted on the night Oh, young man figthing on distant shores You won't be coming back home no more In dreams he flew through deafening fiery skies To see again his home and his mother's eyes A wrong decision that he wouldn't take no more As he laid down with ten on the distant shore Oh, young man figthing on distant shores You won't be coming back home no more Back home no more