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We 'ave 'eard o' the Widow at Windsor,

It's safest to let 'er alone:

For 'er sentries we stand by the sea an' the land
Wherever the bugles are blown.

(Poor beggars! - an' don't we get blown!)

Take 'old o' the Wings o' the Mornin',

An' flop round the earth till you 're dead;
But you won't get away from the tune that they play
To the bloomin' old rag over❜ead.

(Poor beggars! - it's 'ot over❜ead!)

Then 'ere's to the sons o' the Widow,
Wherever, 'owever they roam.

'Ere's all they desire, an' if they require
A speedy return to their 'ome.

(Poor beggars! - they 'll never see 'ome!)

THERE

BELTS

HERE was a row in Silver Street that's near to Dublin

Quay,

Between an Irish regiment an' English cavalree;

It started at Revelly an' it lasted on till dark:

The first man dropped at Harrison's, the last forninst the Park.

For it was: "Belts, belts, belts, an' that's one for you!"

An' it was "Belts, belts, belts, an' that's done for you!"

O buckle an' tongue

Was the song that we sung

From Harrison's down to the Park!

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They called us "Delhi Rebels," an' we answered "Threes

about!"

That drew them like a hornet's nest

we met them good an'

large,

The English at the double an' the Irish at the charge.

Then it was:

66 Belts

There was a row in Silver Street

an' I was in it too;

We passed the time o' day, an' then the belts went whirraru!
I misremember what occurred, but subsequint the storm
A Freeman's Journal Supplemint was all my uniform.

O it was: "Belts

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There was a row in Silver Street they sent the Polis there, The English were too drunk to know, the Irish did n't care; But when they grew impertinint we simultaneous rose,

Till half o' them was Liffey mud an' half was tatthered clo'es. For it was:— "Belts ..

There was a row in Silver Street—it might ha' raged till

now,

But some one drew his side-arm clear, an' nobody knew how; 'T was Hogan took the point an' dropped; we saw the red

blood run:

An' so we all was murderers that started out in fun.

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We went away like beaten dogs, an' down the street we bore

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There was a row in Silver Street it is n't over yet, For half of us are under guard wid punishments to get; "T is all a merricle to me as in the Clink I lie:

There was a row in Silver Street - begod, I wonder why!
But it was: 66
Belts, belts, belts, an' that 's one for

you!"

66

An' it was " Belts, belts, belts, an' that's done for

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THE YOUNG BRITISH SOLDIER

WHEN the 'arf-made recruity goes out to the East

'E acts like a babe an' 'e drinks like a beast,
An' 'e wonders because 'e is frequent deceased
Ere 'e 's fit for to serve as a soldier.
Serve, serve, serve as a soldier,
Serve, serve, serve as a soldier,
Serve, serve, serve, as a soldier,
So-oldier of the Queen!

Now all you recruities what's drafted to-day,
You shut up your rag-box an' 'ark to my lay,
An' I'll sing you a soldier as far as I may:
A soldier what's fit for a soldier.

Fit, fit, fit for a soldier . . .

First mind you steer clear o' the grog-sellers' huts,
For they sell you Fixed Bay'nets that rots out your guts-
Ay, drink that 'ud eat the live steel from your butts

An' it's bad for the young British Soldier.
Bad, bad, bad for the soldier

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When the cholera comes as it will past a doubt
Keep out of the wet and don't go on the shout,
For the sickness gets in as the liquor dies out,
An' it crumples the young British soldier.
Crum-, crum-, crumples the soldier.

But the worst o' your foes is the sun over❜ead:
You must wear your 'elmet for all that is said:
If 'e finds you uncovered 'e 'll knock you down dead,
An' you 'll die like a fool of a soldier.

Fool, fool, fool of a soldier . . .

If you're cast for fatigue by a sergeant unkind,
Don't grouse like a woman nor crack on nor blind;
Be handy and civil, and then you will find

That it's beer for the young British soldier.
Beer, beer, beer for the soldier.

Now, if you must marry, take care she is old-
A troop-sergeant's widow 's the nicest, I'm told,
For beauty won't help if your rations is cold,
Nor love ain't enough for a soldier.

'Nough, 'nough, 'nough for a soldier.

If the wife should go wrong with a comrade, be loth To shoot when you catch 'em - you'll swing, on my oath!

Make 'im take 'er and keep 'er: that's Hell for them both,
An' you 're shut o' the curse of a soldier.
Curse, curse, curse of a soldier . . .

When first under fire an' you 're wishful to duck,
Don't look nor take 'eed at the man that is struck,
Be thankful you 're livin', and trust to your luck
And march to your front like a soldier.

Front, front, front like a soldier

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When 'arf of your bullets fly wide in the ditch,
Don't call your Martini a cross-eyed old bitch;
She's human as you are you treat her as sich,

An' she 'll fight for the young British soldier.
Fight, fight, fight for the soldier

When shakin' their bustles like ladies so fine,
The guns o' the enemy wheel into line,

Shoot low at the limbers an' don't mind the shine,
For noise never startles the soldier.

Start-, start-, startles the soldier

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If your officer's dead and the sergeants look white,
Remember it's ruin to run from a fight:

So take open order, lie down, and sit tight,

And wait for supports like a soldier.

Wait, wait, wait like a soldier.

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When you're wounded and left on Afghanistan's plains,
And the women come out to cut up what remains,
Jest roll to your rifle and blow out your brains
An' go to your Gawd like a soldier.

Go, go, go like a soldier,

Go, go, go like a soldier,
Go, go, go like a soldier,
So-oldier of the Queen!

MANDALAY

By the old Moulmein Pagoda, lookin' eastward to the sea, There's a Burma girl a-settin', and I know she thinks o' me; For the wind is in the palm-trees, and the temple-bells they

say:

"Come you back, you British soldier; come you back to Mandalay!

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