WHERE THERE'S REST FOR HORSE AND MAN or HOME LADS HOME Overseas in India the sun was setting low With tramp of feet and jingle as I heard the gunteams go But something seemed to set me a dreaming as I lay Of my old Hampshire village at the quiet end of day And it's home, lads home, all among the corn and clover Home lads home, when the working day is over Where there's rest for horse and man when the longest day is done And we'll all go home together at the setting of the sun Proud thatch with gardens blooming with lily and with rose The river flowing past them, so quiet as it goes White fields of oats and barley and the elderflower like home And the sky a gold at sunset and the horses going home Captain Cox and Traveler, I see them all so plain With tasseled earflaps nodding all along the leafy lane Somewhere a bird is calling and the swallow flying low And the lads all sitting sideways and singing as they go Gone is many a lad now and many a horse gone too All those lads and horses from greenfields that I knew For Dick fell at Givenchy and Prince beside the gun On that red road to glory a mile or two from Munn Gray lads and shadowy horses, I see them all so plain I see them and I know them and I call them each by name While riding down from Swanmore with all the West a-glow And the lads all sitting sideways and singing as they go And it's home, lads, home, with the sunset on their faces Home lads, home to those quiet happy places Where there's rest for horse and man when the longest day is done And we'll all go home together at the setting of the sun sung by David Jones about World War I @war @home filename[ RESTHORS SF ===DOCUMENT BOUNDARY===