Lyrics:
Bajonett, Koppеlschloss
Eingegliedert im Tross tornistеr, Waffenrock
Stets mit uns ist Gott
Es marschiert der Füsilier
Dem Winter zum Trotz
Das Marschgepäck
the British Grenadiers
Well, none of them were in it but the Dublin Fusiliers
You've heard about the Light Brigade and of the deeds they've done
the British Grenadiers
Well none of them were in it but the Dublin Fusiliers
You've heard about the Light Brigade and of the deeds they've done
And of the other
MccLPINE'S FUSILIERS
‘Twas down the glen came Mcclpine's men,
With their shovels slung behind them,
ch - ‘twas in the pub that they drank the sub,
They sweated blood and they washed down mud
With pints and quarts of beer
And now we're on the road again
With McAlpine's fusiliers
I stripped
They sweated blood and they washed down mud
With pints and quarts of beer
And now we're on the road again
With McAlpine's fusiliers
I stripped
them
They sweated blood and they washed down mud
With pints and quarts of beer
And now we're on the road again
With McAlpine's fusiliers
I stripped
unfertile ground
What little wealth we had
Wasn't proof against the bad
As the Darien Investments proved unsound
In the uniform I wear as a Royal Fusilier
I
They sweated blood and they washed down mud
With pints and quarts of beer
And now we're on the road again
With McAlpine's fusiliers
I stripped
The boys who stood beside me
In the Dublin Fusiliers
There was Johnny Roche from Dolphins Barn and Micko from Ringsend
And Willie Doyle from Dalkey town
And he caught his death of fusiliers,
With his rent in his rears./Give him six years.
'Tis sore pity for his innocent poor children
But look out for
of the Dublin Fusiliers, the dirty
Old bamboozaliers
They went and got the childer, one, two, three
Marchin' from the Linen Hall, there's one for every
Cannon
From the Royal Fusiliers Company Z
They were all left behind
Most of them dead
The rest of them dying
And that's how the High Command
Took my
his own rubber stamp.
It was dark all around.
There was frost in the ground
When the tigers broke free.
And no one survived
From the royal fusiliers
From the Royal Fusiliers Company Z
They were all left behind
Most of them dead
The rest of them dying
And that's how the High Command
Took my
From the Royal Fusiliers Company Z
They were all left behind
Most of them dead
The rest of them dying
And that's how the High Command
Took my
Alky on the corner
Shell shocked fusilier
Tip him a little drink, he?ll get you
Cigarettes and beer
Thomas Tapling Senior
Got soda pop and news
Scott
I kept a memory back from my early years
A boat out to Cyprus with the Scottish Fusiliers
I was two years old, I was barely alive
Already cruising
I courted a man from the Lancs Fusiliers
He gave me his heart and so I loved him dear
For he took me a-courting and he taught me to dance
Then he
head
Made my way with the fusiliers
I even fought my way back home
But the front line shifted and my rifle got lifted
Had to fight the war on my
people?
Stumble left out of the boozer
Threw some shrapnel to the legless fusilier
An endless ceiling and another light
With a half-tenner smile
Lakes
And then I heard him say
He was a seventh Fusilier alias Chemist
Had an Iron Body he had Blue Blood
Adventurous Spirit shot straight as an arrow
Second Fusiliers Came marching into town
And with them came a complement Of rapists of renown
Many a maid a mistress and wife before them fell
But they
Why brave men fought and young men died
From coal miners to strong farm hands
They were soldiers of the Royal Welch Fusiliers
Thank you, all the best,
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