If down here I chance to die,
Solemnly I beg you take
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Fair is our lot -- O goodly is our heritage! (Humble ye, my people, and be fearful in your mirth!)
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To the Heavens above us
O look and behold
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Now this is the tale of the Council the German Kaiser decreed,
To ease the strong of their burden, to help the weak in their need,
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Old is the song that I sing --
Old as my unpaid bills --
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Once in so often," King Solomon said,
Watching his quarrymen drill the stone,
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When 'Omer smote 'is bloomin' lyre, He'd 'eard men sing by land an' sea;
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There was a row in Silver Street that's near to Dublin Quay, Between an Irish regiment an' English cavalree;
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"'As anybody seen Bill 'Awkins?" "Now 'ow in the devil would I know?"
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March! The mud is cakin' good about our trousies.
Front! -- eyes front, an' watch the Colour-casin's drip.
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One who treated the Narrow Way
By Tophet-flare to Judgment Day,
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I've a head like a concertina: I've a tongue like a button-stick: I've a mouth like an old potato, and I'm more than a little sick,
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We've got the cholerer in camp -- it's worse than forty fights; We're dyin' in the wilderness the same as Isrulites;
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Truly ye come of The Blood; slower to bless than to ban; Little used to lie down at the bidding of any man.
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Maker of Gods in lands beyond the sea.~
Because the city gave him of her gold,
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The Injian Ocean sets an' smiles So sof', so bright, so bloomin' blue;
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Kabul town's by Kabul river -- Blow the bugle, draw the sword --
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You may talk o' gin and beer When you're quartered safe out 'ere,
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The earth is full of anger, The seas are dark with wrath,
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In the Neolithic Age savage warfare did I wage For food and fame and woolly horses' pelt;
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There's a whisper down the field where the year has shot her yield,
And the ricks stand gray to the sun,
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You call yourself a man,
For all you used to swear,
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The fear was on the cattle, for the gale was on the sea, An' the pens broke up on the lower deck an' let the creatures free --
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Wot makes the soldier's 'eart to penk, wot makes 'im to perspire?
It isn't standin' up to charge nor lyin' down to fire;
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We're marchin' on relief over Injia's sunny plains, A little front o' Christmas-time an' just be'ind the Rains;
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When the Waters were dried an' the Earth did appear, ("It's all one," says the Sapper),
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Smokin' my pipe on the mountings, sniffin' the mornin' cool, I walks in my old brown gaiters along o' my old brown mule,
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Speakin' in general, I 'ave tried 'em all, The 'appy roads that take you o'er the world.
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My name is O'Kelly, I've heard the Revelly From Birr to Bareilly, from Leeds to Lahore,
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"Soldier, soldier come from the wars, Why don't you march with my true love?"
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