J O S Days Lyrics - Nits Bis

(Hofstede/Kloet/Stips - Hofstede) 

The war monument is still standing 

Between two football fields 

With the name of the men killed on the battle fields 

They were center forwards, keepers and backs 

They thought they would win 

It's a family tradition 

To play in football team 

I have nephews, dumb but tall 

Who, still foetus, kicked the ball 

I've got flat feet and my knees are weak 

They all thought it was time to start my J.O.S. days 

J.O.S. days 

The last war in this country 

The fighting lasted four days 

I see one name again 

He had my age and my first name 

He thought he would win like in his J.O.S days 

J.O.S. days 

They had too many boys 

Who wanted to be in a team 

So in one day, in one match 

You had to prove your ability 

I was knocked out, a real disgrace 

A break with the family tradition of the J.O.S. days 

J.O.S. days 

I can live without a finger 

I can live without a toe 

But the head is necessary