FOR KING & COUNTRY
Miscellaneous items that don't come under any other heading
1916 Christmas greeting
Kindly contributed by Andrew Bewick
Bert Riddiough Songs request
Message from Julie Riddough
I have been told about my grt grt grandad writing songs for the national relief fund but no one seems to know anything about it.
I have recently acquired a print of these songs on a song sheet, the words are there but there is no sheet music. I would love to know if anyone has heard of them or has the music.
His name was Herbert Willie Riddiough (Bert) and he lived in Skelton for a while at 4 Hobdale Terrace, on the 1901 census he lived at Carney St. in Boosbeck and later on he lived at 1 Brittania Terrace Brotton.
Any information would be gratefully received.
Please contact Julie at brottonhistory@yahoo.co.uk
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Reads:
Britons. your countrymen need assistance.
Remember the Wives & Children.
PATRIOTIC SONGS
by Bert Riddiough
- written as a tribute to -
England's Brave Defenders.
ONLY AN EMBLEM.
AND
LIFE'S GRIM BATTLE
or "Stretch forth your hand to the needy."
PRICE ONE PENNY
sold in aid of
The National Distress Fund.
inaugurated by
H.R.H. THE PRINCE OF WALES
for alleviating the distress of all those suffering through
THE WAR
GOD SAVE THE KING
printed by John ??? Stockton on Tees
A Cheery Message
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Alan Jones taken outside YMCA Jerusalem 27th June 1946
Card Reads:
Best wishes to all my family
Inset: Doris Jones
Kindly contributed by Ken Mosley
April 09
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Only an Emblem
PATRIOTIC SONG
by Bert Riddiough
verse 1.
There's a wonderful emblem, Britannia's pride.
'Tis envied by powers on every side.
An old fashioned token, that's known shore to shore,
It enamours the wealthy, enraptures the poor.
It is not a creation to fade and decay,
Or yet like the fashions that change in a day;
In cottage or mansion, in lands o'er the foam,
All cherish this emblem, of England and home.
Chorus -
It's the emblem dear, that they all revere
Though it is not framed in gold,
It tells us of a nation's love,
'Tis prized by young and old.
Just a wreath of roses, thistles and shamrocks green,
It's and emblem of the loyal hearts
Surrounding our King and Queen.
verse 2.
Many sons of the Empire afloat on the foam
Are manning our 'Dreadnoughts' protecting our home;
Brave sons, ever vigilant, day time or night,
Just upholding the 'motto' "For god and my right",
Though seas may divide them, they're loyal and true,
United they stand by the Red, White and Blue.
Ever ready for action should danger be nigh,
For King and for Country, they're willing to die.
verse 3.
May success crown our soldiers, so fearless and bold,
Who leave wives and children our honour to hold
When called to defend us, both parting and pain
Is borne by the brave, in our Sailor King's name;
With the Scotch and the Welsh, whatso'er may betide
They'll care for the wounded, be he comrade or foe,
For England they'll conquer, but surrender, NO!
Music for the above words by Bert Riddough & Tennant Walker.
Featured by the THREE NORMANS, in their up--to-date "Song Scena".
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Lifes a grim battle
or 'Stretch forth you hard to the needy'
by Bert Riddiough
Verse 1.
Unwelcome may be poverty, misfortune hard to bear,
But a kindly action, turns the wanderer home.
Yet many in prosperity have neither thought nor care
For those in need, who are friendless and alone.
Adversity springs on us, like a thief from out the night,
No thought of station, hearing not the door,
'Tis better far to give, than to have to receive
And a little means so much, to starving poor.
Chorus -
Stretch forth your hand to the needy,
Help cheer them on life's way
Don't join the ranks of the greedy.
Every poor dog has his day.
You may have to fight life's grim battle
Let your better nature hold sway
And do unto them, as you'd like them to do,
Unto you, when you're feeble and grey.
Verse 2.
'Tis not the rich and powerful, that claim their hearts desire,
"uneasy rests the head beneath the crown,"
There is many a mighty monarch, would don your plain attire
And in your humble cottage settle down.
The miser with his shining gold, sits gloating day by day,
No single earthly pleasure doth he share,
The envious greed and gain, only drives the wretch insane,
Out of plenty, not a little, will he spare.
verse 3.
The Cottage of an Englishman's his castle, which he'll hold.
For home and kindred he would give his life.
Like ancestors before him, in the days when knights were bold,
Who fought and bled for us 'midst battle's strife.
Old England's name must be upheld, as in the days of yore
The many sacrifices nobly done,
The children of the slain, must never plead in vain,
There's a duty for true Britons, to be done.
Music for the above words, by Bert Riddiough and Tennant Walke
