John Jeffreys - Otterburn

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The lad who went to Flanders
Otterburn, Otterburn
The lad who went to Flanders
And never will return

Though low he lies in Flanders
Beneath the Flemish mud
He hears through all his dreaming
The Otterburn in flood

And though there be in Flanders
No clear and singing streams
The Otterburn runs singing
Of summer through his dreams

And when peace comes to Flanders
Because it comes too late
He'll still lie there, and listen
To the Otterburn in spate

The lad who went to Flanders
Otterburn, Otterburn
The lad who went to Flanders
And never will return
 
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John Jeffreys (1927-2010) was born to Welsh parents in Thanet, Kent, and composed very much in a traditional English pastoral vein. Unable to receive much recognition in the 1970s, he destroyed much of his music and worked as a garden designer for council housing, writing a couple of books on the subject. However, in the following decade, he found a tape of his works and was able to reconstruct some of his music.