Arthur Mcbride

I had a first cousin called Arthur McBride
He and I took a stroll down by the seaside
A seeking good fortune and what might the tide
It was just as the day was a dawning
And after resting we both took a tramp
We met sergent Carter and corporal Cramp
Besides a wee drummer who beat up for camp
With his rowdy dow dow in the morning

He said my fine fellows if you will enlist
A shilling you quickley shall have in your fist
Besides a crown to kick up the dust
And drink the queens health in the morning
Had we been such fools as to take the advance
The wee bit of morning we had to run chance
You'd think it no scuple to send us to France
Where we would be killed in the morning

He said my young fellows if I hear but one word
I instantly now will out with my sword
And into your bodies as strength will afford
So now my brave fellows take warning
But as Arthur and I we took on the odds,
We gave them no chance to draw out their swords
Our wacking shillelaghs came over their heads
And paid them right smart in the morning

As for the wee drummer we rifled his pouch
And made a football of his rowdy dow dow
And into the ocean to rock and to roll
And to float on the tide in the morning
As for the old rapier that hung by his side
We flung it as far as we could in the tide
To the devil I pitch you said Arthur McBride
To temper our steel in the morning

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Jude