Sandy, so far from here
When the wind howls, I still feel near you
Sandy, you hear the barking sound
It's no seal call, no farmer's hound
Back when we found out that the game was real
Bobbing on a ruckle of rusted steel
Sandy, Sandy, Sandy
Now Sandy's just names on stones
And tangles and sun-bleached animal bones
Memory is now my home
The grey dog like the old world has flown
We got pinned down in a field
Nothing else has ever seemed so real
Sandy, Sandy, Sandy
Sandy, Sandy, Sandy
Thirty years since I've been gone
Celebrate me with plastic flags and scones
The boys who didn't last so long
Will take no comfort from your wartime songs
My folk are scattered and now none live there
My time lives on as long as they breathe air
Sandy, Sandy, Sandy
Sandy, Sandy, Sandy
Sandy, Sandy, Sandy
Sandy, Sandy, Sandy