McALPINES FUSILEERS


AS DOWN THE GLEN CAME McALPINES
MEN WITH THERE SHOVELS SLUNG BEHIND THEM
IT WAS IN THE PUB THAT THEY DRANK THERE SUB
OR DOWN IN THE SPIKE YOU WILL FIND THEM
THEY SWEATED BLOOD AND THEY WASHED DOWN MUD
WITH PINTS AND QUARTS OF BEER
AND NOW WERE ON THE ROAD AGAIN
WITH McALPINES FUSILEERS

I STRIPPED TO THE SKIN WITH DARKY FLYNN
WAY UP ON THE ISLE OF GRAIN
WITH HORSEFACE TOOLE I LEARNT THE RULE
NO MONEY IF YOU STOP FOR THE RAIN
WHEN McALPINES GOD WAS A WELL FILLED HOD
WITH YOUR SHOULDERS CUT TO BITS AND SEARED
AND WOE TO HE WHO LOOKS FOR TEA
WITH McALPINES FUSILEERS

I REMEMBER THE DAY THAT BEAR O'SHEA
FELL IN TO A CONCRETE STAIRS
WHAT HORSEFACE SAID WHEN HE SAW HIM DEAD
WELL IT WAS'NT WHAT THE RICH CALLED PRAYERS
I'M A NAVVY SHORT BUT THERES ONE RETORT
THAT REACHED UNTO MY EARS
WHEN THE GOING GETS ROUGH, WELL YOU MUST BE TOUGH
WITH McALPINES FUSILEERS

I WORKED TILL THE SWEAT NEAR HAD ME BEAT
WITH RUSSIANS, CZECH AND THE POLES
THEM SHUDDERING JAMS UP IN THE HYDRO DAMS
OR UNDERNEATH THE THAMES IN A HOLE
I GRAFTED HARD, AND I GOT ME CARDS
AND MANY A GANGERS FIST ACROSS ME EARS
IF YOU PRIDE YOUR LIFE, DON'T JOIN BY CHRIST
WITH McALPINES FUSILEERS

IF YOU PRIDE YOUR LIFE, DON'T JOIN BY CHRIST
WITH McALPINES FUSILLERS.
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