Your Finest Hour
SUMMARY:
He won the war but lost the election; Winston Churchill pulled Britain through WWII with growing popularity, right up until his final hour.
Parody of My Way by Frank Sinatra
LYRICS:
In ’44 we turned the war, D-Day made sure the foe retreated.
In ’45 our troops survived, but in the vote I am defeated.
The masses spoke, though victory's mine
Chose some old bloke, ungrateful swine.
There goes my power, what should have been my finest hour.
Back in ’36 I tried to fix the mad idea Hitler was charming.
Then in ’38, though I gained weight, so did my case for re-arming.
In my modest way told all I was right, but lacked support, had to sit tight
Till ’39, justice was mine. Their finest hour.
Though often feared that we might lose, I kept my faith, words well I’d choose:
“Time to bear and endure”
“Never Surrender”
“Blood, toil, tears and sweat”
“We shall go on to the end”
“Was never so much, owed to so few”.
Their finest hour.
I brought us through, excepted you would thank me too and show affection
But victory and love for me did not extend to the election.
Defeating Hitler, we had to fight; defeating me, ballot box sufficed
That’s what we killed for, what blood was spilled for. Your finest hour.
I won the war but lost the peace
I can’t complain my life did not cease.
The only cross was one you wrote
Your brothers died so you could vote.
Didn’t just beat me, you beat tyranny.
Your finest hour!
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