Rich in imagery and emotion, this song paints a vivid picture of a soldier who chooses to leave the hometown he loves to fight for freedom.
copyright 2002 Allister Bradley, SOCAN
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This anthem to those who make the choice to serve their country, was inspired by Bradley's grandfather's military service in World War II.
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The train's headlight cuts through the night like a knife
I know that it's right to be joining the fight, to help my country survive
If only we could agree on a way of life
But I guess that's common… yeah, it is
It's been a month since the army came to Bedford Falls
They hung an air raid siren, began their hiring with some posters in the town hall
I said I'd never held a gun, didn't know much at all
They said that's common… much too common
Where would we be, refusing to fight?
A bombed-out village in the middle of the night
I've never left this town before
But goodbye Bedford Falls, hello war
Billy Mann has a farm on the edge of town
He can grow anything to be fit for the King, but he can't put that bottle down
Since his two sons died, he's had his share of sorrow to drown
But I guess that's common… yeah, it is
Susie Morro has a job at the general store
There's a room in the back where her little boy Jack is playing soldiers at ten to four
She's got a husband on a foreign shore
Around here, that's common… much too common
Where would we be, refusing to fight?
A bombed-out village in the middle of the night
What did we do to deserve this cause?
We're just part of a race with some pretty big flaws
I'm not asking what it's all for
But goodbye Bedford Falls
Goodbye Bedford Falls, hello war
There's a message heading home to Bedford Falls
Susie's husband died while his beautiful bride taught their son to catch a ball
He won't remember his father much at all
But I guess that's common… much too common
Where would we be, refusing to fight?
A bombed-out village in the middle of the night
What did we do to deserve this cause?
We're just part of a race with some pretty big flaws
Will the world remember the lives we give
Or the endless pain of the ones who still live?
If ever there was a town worth dying for
It's home in Bedford Falls, good old Bedford Falls,
So goodbye Bedford Falls, hello war
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