Uploaded April 2023 | Updated September 2026, 2 hours ago

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LYRICS:
Well he's an armchair critic who likes to watch the news
Staring at his old TV he mumbles as he views
And when the politicians speak he almost blows a fuse

He disagrees with everything or so it seems these days
He doesn't like the news anchor or half of what she says
It seems to him the world's gone mad in oh so many ways

He sits there in his old armchair with no-one else around
He seldom turns the TV off he craves that constant sound
It drives away the loneliness that's one thing that he's found

He's an old forgotten soldier a hero from the war
He rarely speaks about those days and all the things he saw
He sometimes sits and ponders and asks, "What was it for?"

He sits there in his old armchair with no-one else around
He seldom turns the TV off he craves that constant sound
It drives away the loneliness that's one thing that he's found

He's an old forgotten soldier a hero from the war
He rarely speaks about those days and all the things he saw
He sometimes sits and ponders and asks, "What was it for?"

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Old Forgotten Soldier - words & music copyright Robert Haigh 2023