FLANDERS TOMMY Mick Ryan Come, come to Flanders, Tommy, come, come to France Kitchener commands us Tommy, come join the dance. Come, come beat the drum lad, hear the music play Come, son take up your gun and march, march away Come, son take up your gun and march, march away The girls will wave and cheer us Tommy, come, come to France The enemy will fear us Tommy, come join the dance. Come, come beat the drum lad, hear the music play Come, son take up your gun and march, march away Come, son take up your gun and march, march away They'll march us and brass band us Tommy, come, come to France Who knows where they'll land us Tommy, come join the dance. Come, come beat the drum lad, hear the music play Come, son take up your gun and march, march away Come, son take up your gun and march, march away Bayonets and barbed wire Tommy, come, come to France Trenches and shell fire Tommy, come join the dance. Come, come beat the drum lad, hear the music play Come, son take up your gun and march, march away Come, son take up your gun and march, march away
We heard this by a group called Hen Party and Marion learned it from them. I believe One of the group took part in the show written by Mick Ryan so they should be fairly close to the original.
KJ
Hope I've done better this time Joe. you gave me a flea in the ear for my last set of lyrics *BG*
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