To the Rescue

Come lads he says we are needed Some poor soul is lost tonight Let’s fill the barrel with brandy A life saver to a cold fright I have the lantern to guide us Your noses must do the rest Careful as we walk the ice flow Jack Frost has given us a test Hat pulled down, collar up I walk my dogs to search and find For a poor soul trapped in the snow Hoping against hope to be there in time Came across a bundle of rags It was the remains of the poor lost walker No more did he need the brandy His soul had returned to its maker Based on John Emms St Bernard's to the Rescue painting