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Folk Song

X:1 T:Bang upon the big drum C:Trad N:War Song Z:Webmaster K: W: 1 When first I went a soldier, W: With pike upon my shoulder, W: There wasn't any bolder in the corps boys-oh. W: And when I walked abroad, W: All the pretty girls would wink at me. W: The ladies can't resist a jolly soldier. W: W:2 Bang upon the big drum W: Crash upon the cymbals, W: We'll sing as we go marching along boys-oh. W: And although on this campaign, W: There's no whisky or champagne W: Still we'll keep our spirits going with a song boys. W: W:3 And when we got the route, W: And for sail we set out, W: With the girlies flocking round us to the dock boys-oh. W: So we gave three hearty cheers, W: For the pretty little dears, W: And we hope that each one gets another soldier. W: W:4 Bang upon the big drum W: Crash upon the cymbals, W: We'll sing as we go marching along boys-oh. W: And although on this campaign, W: There's no whisky or champagne W: Still we'll keep our spirits going with a song boys. W: W:5 And now I'll say goodbye, W: For I'm feeling rather dry, W: And I see a comrade waiting with his song boys-oh. W: So here's good luck to all, W: And promotion soon and "batter" money, W: That's the sort of ticket for a soldier. W: W:6 Bang upon the big drum W: Crash upon the cymbals, W: We'll sing as we go marching along boys-oh. W: And although on this campaign, W: There's no whisky or champagne W: Still we'll keep our spirits going with a song boys. % % % % %

					
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