This is all I have,wont be much help but ill post it
anyway
those years ago our set sail, to restore englands pride,
Thousands of blokes like me& you,
Were on their way to die,
all those wifes and families were told the self same thing,
They said it was a privilege,
To be murdered for your king & country.
no oneeven gave a thought
no matter how they died
And the fatman sat in office blocks
And laughed while others cried.
Ref.
The power and the glory,
The power and the pride,
The only pride that we have left
Was for our boys who died
The power and the glory,
The power and the pain,
It don't matter what they do,
We will rise again
See the bombs they flew,
Through world war II,
from the albert docks to bow
We could never show our fear,
The world could never know,
And through the years,
The shouts the jears,
So many tears were cried
And the working class got off its ass,
And curse the ones that lied
the fat men sat in office blocks,
said look we won the war
And tears were shed over our dead,
Made us hate them all the more
"chorus"
left right, left right, left right, left right,