here's to the lonely old soldiers nhere's to the lonely old soldiers nngoing to walk into the street nwith the confidence of an apex predator nim going to ask the first pretty girl i meet nif she fancies a trip to the west end cinema nnoh will sit her in the back row ntell her what i know nlisten to a whisper nshare a shadow nWe'll fall into line with the evening tide nReady to present arms, open wide nnall my best laid plans nthey might have to wait till tomorrow ncos its been an hour since i took off nand there's no pretty girls to speak of nyeah right nnoh well sit her in the back row ntell her what i know nlisten to a whisper nshare a shadow nwhen i marched round a corner into a post nwhat the hell am i dong, must admit that i dont know noh i don't know nnhere's to the lonely old soldiers nhere's to the lonely old soldiers nnhere's to the lonely old soldiers nraise them up nhere's to the lonely old boys nnoh well sit her in the back row ntell her what i know nlisten to a whisper nshare a shadow nwell i'll sit her in the row nbare my soul nlisten to a whisper nshare a shadow ni don't know noh i don't know