March! The mud is cakin` good about our trousies.
Front! -- eyes front, an` watch the Colour-casin`s drip.
Front! The faces of the women in the `ouses
Ain`t the kind o` things to take aboard the ship.
Cheer! An` we`ll never march to victory.
Cheer! An` we`ll never live to `ear the cannon roar!
The Large Birds o` Prey
They will carry us away,
An` you`ll never see your soldiers any more!
Wheel! Oh, keep your touch; we`re goin` round a corner.
Time! -- mark time, an` let the men be`ind us close.
Lord! the transport`s full, an` `alf our lot not on `er --
Cheer, O cheer! We`re going off where no one knows.
March! The Devil`s none so black as `e is painted!
Cheer! We`ll `ave some fun before we`re put away.
`Alt, an` `and `er out -- a woman`s gone and fainted!
Cheer! Get on -- Gawd `elp the married men to-day!
Hoi! Come up, you `ungry beggars, to yer sorrow.
(`Ear them say they want their tea, an` want it quick!)
You won`t have no mind for slingers, not to-morrow --
No; you`ll put the `tween-decks stove out, bein` sick!
`Alt! The married kit `as all to go before us!
`Course it`s blocked the bloomin` gangway up again!
Cheer, O cheer the `Orse Guards watchin` tender o`er us,
Keepin` us since eight this mornin` in the rain!
Stuck in `eavy marchin`-order, sopped and wringin` --
Sick, before our time to watch `er `eave an` fall,
`Ere`s your `appy `ome at last, an` stop your singin`.
`Alt! Fall in along the troop-deck! Silence all!
Cheer! For we`ll never live to see no bloomin` victory!
Cheer! An` we`ll never live to `ear the cannon roar! (One cheer more!)
The jackal an` the kite
`Ave an `ealthy appetite,
An` you`ll never see your soldiers any more! (`Ip! Urroar!)
The eagle an` the crow
They are waitin` ever so,
An` you`ll never see your soldiers any more! (`Ip! Urroar!)
Yes, the Large Birds o` Prey
They will carry us away,
An` you`ll never see your soldiers any more!