Polish Love Song Lyrics - Singles - Hard-fi

Back in 1940 

My Grandfather died 

Fightin' in a spitfire 

Over at Kent countryside 

Since then my country 

never really got back off its knees 

Uncle Joe put paid to 

that and I was born late seventies 

I heard that over in England 

men were gettin' paid 

More than I earn in a week 

working just one day 

I thought, "What the Hell? 

I'll go give it my best shot." 

Yeah, it's gotta be better than nothin' 

And that's exactly what I've got 

I caught a train and I headed west to sail across the sea 

Pretty soon I had a job workin' in a factory 

Well, the work was hard 

It was hot as Hell 

My fingers bleed and my blisters swelled 

Long, long hours back racked with pain 

Just me and Sergei 

from Ukraine 

When I... When I got my first paycheck 

It was minus food and board 

"Not much left for me." I thought 

So this is my reward 

So when my 

first night off in ten 

I wandered into town 

Yeah, I just 

wanted to have some fun 

And have a look around 

I met a girl oh, oh, oh 

She had blond hair and curls oh, oh, oh 

We got along... 

I sung her a Polish love song 

We were kissin' in the car park 

When I heard someone come up behind me 

Suddenly I'm surrounded 

by a group of men who what to hurt me 

They said "You're not 

welcome in our country. 

We're sick of givin' to all and 

sundry 

I don't work to try and rob 

I said, "Mr. you 

wouldn't want my job." 

And then I'm down on the floor 

Their boots connecting with my jaw 

Round, round, 

round my head is spinning 

I don't think I can take much more 

My girl is screamin' 

I think I'm going to be killed 

Just like my grandfather 

My Polish blood on England's soil is spilt 

Just like my grandfather 

My Polish blood 

On England soil is spilt