In the field so green, in the calm of the evening

After the days work the horses are resting

One carries his master all round the farm

One brought the children home from school -

Daisy and Betty, Empire and Peggy

Busy, so busy every bit of the day

       ***

Hark! a change has now come

Listen! there is trouble across the sea

Our soldiers are going to fight for the right

Our horses must go to help in their might

Into a train, into a ship

From the old home carried like soldiers away

           ***

Silence around! 'tis night once again

(with the twinkling stars, and the same sky above)

Oh! what a change o the days in the old home

In our pastures so green and our stables so warm

Th're cleaned, fed and made ready

To hunt or to gallop, to plough or to carry

Then a pat and kind words "well done, old fellow"

           ***

Listen! silence is over

Far from the distance comes a dim sound

Dangers ahead, our masters are watching

Sounds in the distance, we too quickly hear

Words of command, like our riders we know

And we must be ready to face the foe

           ***

The officers now are carefully watching

Watching for changes along younder dim line

Many a rider looks above for a second :

Father in heaven keep us brave and true

For thine is the power to give strength and victory

Victory for right and strength to endure

         ***

Nearer and nearer - our horses scent danger

Their ears are so quick to hear distant sounds

Hoofs paw the ground, bit and bridle are heard

They're ready, aye ready to go forth at a word

         ***

The foe is now nearer - my rider sits firm

Steady, old fellow, our line we must keep

See, theres smoke over younder, it soon will be here

Bullit and shell, round us will fall

Shot after shot, boom after boom, from our guns and theirs

Not a moment to falter, but bravely ride on

         ***

Amidst the roar of raging battle

The voice of our leader rings out firm and clear:

Stick to your guns and saddles my boys, victory shall be ours

Cop. cop, old fellow, keep up if you can

We're both of us hit, but we'll stick together

Cop, cop, come on, we've won the day

       ***

A change once again - men and horses comrades still

Poor old fellow you're badly wounded

Time passes on, the Red Cross and the Blue Cross

Meet near these comrades and know care is needed

Care and devotion for both soldier and horse

For their wounds made by bullit and shell

        ***

Days pass away! - a soldier wistfully

is wandering round yon 'Blue Cross' home

Watching carefully if an old comrade was brought from the battlefield

Two ears prick at those footsteps, then a whinny and a neigh

"Old fellow I've found you, and you're bandaged like me"

But soon by Gods help, we'll be comrades again

         ***

Yorkshire Girl