Sweet Eleanor. (Words D. Gilfillan.. Music. Doyle & Swan)<\/p>\n\n\n\n
She was just four years old when she was passed from the train<\/p>\n\n\n\n
By a kind and pretty girl she never knew her name<\/p>\n\n\n\n
And they walked hand in hand on that bright summers day<\/p>\n\n\n\n
To a camp just by Belsen where they were told they\u2019d have to stay<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Her Mother wasn\u2019t well she was kept to he rear<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Where she cradled Eleanor all huddled in fear<\/p>\n\n\n\n
And Eleanor would dream in the dark lonely nights<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Of her soft gentle kiss that put her world to rights<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Chorus<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Oh Sweet Eleanor may you rest in peace<\/p>\n\n\n\n
May the lords arms enfold you in your eternal sleep<\/p>\n\n\n\n
May your life be remembered for the pain that you bore<\/p>\n\n\n\n
May the shame of your death be recalled for evermore<\/p>\n\n\n\n
It didn\u2019t last to long for sweet Eleanor<\/p>\n\n\n\n
For the pain and the suffering she had little strength for<\/p>\n\n\n\n
On o cold April night back in nineteen forty four <\/p>\n\n\n\n
She closed her eyes said goodbye to the world, Sweet Eleanor<\/p>\n\n\n\n
There\u2019s no fancy gravestone to tell where she lay<\/p>\n\n\n\n
There\u2019s no record no photograph to mark her short stay<\/p>\n\n\n\n
For she\u2019s one of many more who lie dead among the trees<\/p>\n\n\n\n
But for now and evermore sweet Eleanor will be free<\/p>\n\n\n\n
May your life be remembered for the pain that you bore<\/p>\n\n\n\n
May the shame of your death be recalled for evermore.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Sweet Eleanor. (Words D. Gilfillan.. Music. Doyle & Swan) She was just four years old when she was passed from the train By a kind and pretty girl she never knew her name And they walked hand in hand on that bright summers day To a camp just by Belsen where they were told they\u2019d … <\/p>\n