We Regret To Inform

We Regret To Inform You

Featured in the folk musical Grit & Grace 2002: Letters From the Home Front.

We regret to inform you
Your boy will not come home
He died in a battle
Far away and all alone
He fell in a battle
You must be filled with pride
It was not for nothing that he died

It was not for nothing
He took the fatal blow
His comrades are living
To him their lives they owe
The last words he uttered
As he fell from a foreign sky
It is not for nothing that I die

My son may be a hero
With medals on his chest
But was a helpless baby
I remember best
No more will I ever know
His tender goodnight kiss
Nothing you can say can alter this

The enemy were many
We hadn't got a prayer
But your brave boy was constant
He held his courage there
Because he was a soldier
And took it in his stride
It was not for nothing that he died

No more will he be with us
Our comrade's been laid low
But his spirit is soaring
And he sees us down below
His spirit is soaring
A warrior up on high
It was not for nothing that he died

I'll wait until the sunrise
And pray to see him home
No words you write will change things
I’ll wait here all alone
Don't speak to me of bravery
Of courage or of pride
For surely a part of me has died

We regret to inform you	My son may be a hero
Your boy will not come home	With medals on his chest
He died in a battle	But was a helpless baby
Far away and all alone	remember best
He fell in a battle	Don't speak to me of bravery
You must be filled with pride	Of courage or of pride
It was not for nothing that he died	For surely a part of me has died

It was not for nothing that he died