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mcalpine’s fusiliers - frank harte كلمات أغنية

[verse 1]
as down the glen came mcalpine’s men
with their shovels slung behind them
it was in the pub that they drank their sub
and up in the spike you’ll find them
they sweated blood and they washed down mud
with pints and quarts of beer
and now we are on the road again
with mcalpine’s fusiliers

[verse 2]
i’ve stripped to the skin along with darkie flynn
way down upon the isle of grain
with horseface toole sure you knew the rule
no money if you stop for rain
mcalpine’s god, it was a well_filled hod
your shouldеrs for to pith and sere
and woe to hе who went to look for tea
with mcalpine’s fusiliers

[verse 3]
i remember the day that the bear o’shea
he fell into a concrete stairs
what horseface said when he saw him dead
well it wasn’t what the rich call prayers
“i’m a navvy short”, was the one retort
that reached unto my ears
when the going gets rough, then you must be tough
with mcalpines fusiliers
[verse 4]
i’ve worked till the sweat it has had me bet
with russians, czechs and poles
on shuttering jambs up in the hydro dams
or underneath the thames in a hole
i’ve grafted hard and i’ve got my cards
and many’s the ganger’s fist across my ears
if you prize your life, don’t join, by christ
with mcalpine’s fusiliers

- mcalpines fusiliers

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