歌曲 | The King's Shilling |
歌手 | Karan Casey |
Oh my love has left me with bairnes twa | |
And that's the last of him I ever saw | |
He's joined the army and marched to war | |
He took the shilling | |
He took the shilling and he’s off to war | |
(Chorus:) | |
Come laddies come, hear the cannons roar | |
Take the King's shilling and you’re off to war | |
Well did he look as he marched along | |
With his kilt and sporran and his musket gun | |
And the ladies tipped him as he marched along | |
He sailed out by | |
He sailed out by the Broomielaw | |
The pipes did play as he marched along | |
And the soldiers sang out a battle song | |
"March on, march on," cried the Captain gay | |
And for King and country | |
For King and country we will fight today | |
(Chorus) | |
The battle rattled to the sound of guns | |
And the bayonets flashed in the morning sun | |
The drums did beat and the cannons roared | |
And the shilling didn't seem | |
The shilling didn't seem much worth the war | |
(Chorus) | |
Well the men they fought and the men did fall | |
Cut down by bayonets and musket ball | |
And many of these brave young men | |
Would never fight for | |
Would never fight for the King again | |
(Chorus) | |
Come laddies come, hear the cannons roar | |
Take the King's shilling and you’ll die in war |
Oh my love has left me with bairnes twa | |
And that' s the last of him I ever saw | |
He' s joined the army and marched to war | |
He took the shilling | |
He took the shilling and he' s off to war | |
Chorus: | |
Come laddies come, hear the cannons roar | |
Take the King' s shilling and you' re off to war | |
Well did he look as he marched along | |
With his kilt and sporran and his musket gun | |
And the ladies tipped him as he marched along | |
He sailed out by | |
He sailed out by the Broomielaw | |
The pipes did play as he marched along | |
And the soldiers sang out a battle song | |
" March on, march on," cried the Captain gay | |
And for King and country | |
For King and country we will fight today | |
Chorus | |
The battle rattled to the sound of guns | |
And the bayonets flashed in the morning sun | |
The drums did beat and the cannons roared | |
And the shilling didn' t seem | |
The shilling didn' t seem much worth the war | |
Chorus | |
Well the men they fought and the men did fall | |
Cut down by bayonets and musket ball | |
And many of these brave young men | |
Would never fight for | |
Would never fight for the King again | |
Chorus | |
Come laddies come, hear the cannons roar | |
Take the King' s shilling and you' ll die in war |