You were in the FFI
And when the Germans took you
You had just that day
Blown up the marshalling yard
When she found out you were leaving
To a prisoner camp
I know someone who that day
Must have cried a lot for you

What a memory, Dad
What a memory you have

You eventually escaped
You found friendship
In the house of an Alsatian
Who helped you cross the border
You traveled by bike
You rejoined your network
I know someone who hid you
Waiting for the end of the war

What a memory, Dad
What a memory you have

You experienced deprivations
But with your companions
You would occasionally
Shoot a hare in the countryside
On the day of liberation
You took back your real name
I know someone who that day
Must have cried a lot of joy

What a memory, Dad
What a memory you have
What a memory, Dad
What a memory you have

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