They’re ready for work
And looking their best,
What the day holds in store,
Well, that’s anyone’s guess,
A cat in a tree
Or pump out a flood,
Maybe rescue a horse
That’s stuck in the mud,
Or a road traffic accident,
That’s the one that they dread,
When they cut through the wreckage
To get to the dead,
Because someone was speeding
Or a tire blew out,
Well, that’s what a fireman’s
Job’s all about,
Putting out fires
And rescuing lives
Before going back home
To their children and wives
With hardly a mention
Of the lives that they save,
These heroic young men
In the fire brigade,
And whatever their colour,
Whatever their race,
They’re the first one’s you call
When your house is ablaze,
When your children are trapped
And they’re starting to choke,
Till a fireman arrives
Through the flames and the smoke,
And he takes them to safety,
Puts his life on the line,
Not just for today
But time after time,
And the fireman’s graveyard
Is filled to the brim
Of heroic young men
From the same mould as him,
That gave to their country
All that they had to give,
In the hope that somebody
In trouble might live,
So when you see a fireman
Please try to be nice,
Show them that we’re grateful
For their sacrifice,
For it’s from men such as these
That legends are made,
Those heroic young men
In the fire brigade
By S.E. Ralph..
16-7-2001
You’ve done them a service with this posting. Dick
Best wishes always
from
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