Kunci: G major
Verse 1
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You've heard of Julius Caesar
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and the great Napoleon too
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And how the Cork militia
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beat the Turks at Waterloo
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But there's a page of glory
that as yet remains uncut
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And that's the warlike story
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Em
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on the shattery mounted foot
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This gallant corps was organised
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by Sch lattery's eldest son
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A noble -minded poacher
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with a double -breasted gun
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And many a head was broken aye,
and many an eye was shut
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When learning to manoeuvre
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in the Schlattery mounted foot
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And down from the mountains
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came the squadrons and the troops
Four and twenty fighting men
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and a couple of stout assumes
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When going into action,
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held each musket by the butt,
We sang a song and marched along
in schlappery's mouth
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and foot.
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Well, first we reckoned night
around O'Sullivan she been,
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It used to be the shop -house,
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but we called it bed -canteen.
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But there we saw a notice
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which the bravest heart unnerved
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All liquor must be settled for
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before the drink is served
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So on we marched but soon again
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each war rior's heart grew pale
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For rising high in front of us
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we saw the county jail
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And when the army faced the
bout was just in time to find
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A couple of stout policemen
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had surrounded us behind
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An d down from the mountains
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came the squadrons and platoons
Four -and -twenty fighting men
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and a couple of stout bassoons
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When go ing into action
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held each musket by the butt
We sang a song and marched
along
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with slattery's mounted foot
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We'll cross the ditch, our leader cried,
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and take the foe in flank,
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But yells of consternation
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here arose from every rank,
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For posted high upon a tree
we very plainly saw,
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Trespassers prosecuted
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in accordance with the law.
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We're done, exclaim, oh, slathery,
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here ends our grand campaign,
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Tis merely throwing life away
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to face the Meeren train.
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I'm not as bold as lions,
but I'm braver nor a hen,
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And he who fights and runs away
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will live to fight again.
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And back to the mountains
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went the squadrons and platoons,
Four and twenty fighting men
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and a couple of stout assumes,
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When go ing into action,
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hell beats musket by the butt
We sang a song
amongst the long -inched larch trees
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