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live - the dubliners - mcalpine's fusiliers lyrics

[verse 1]
oh, it’s down the glen came mcalpine’s men
with a shovel slung behind them
’twas in the pub a+they drank the sub
and up in the spike you’ll find them
they sweated blood and they washed down mud
with pints and a quart of beer
and now we’re on the road again
with mcalpine’s fusiliers

[verse 2]
i stripped to the skin with darky fynn
way down upon the isle of grain
with horseface toole that i knew the rule
no money if you stop for rain
mcalpine’s god was a well filled hod
your shoulders cut to bits and seared
and woe to hе, well, to look for tea
with mcalpine’s fusiliеrs

[verse 3]
i remember the day that the bear o’shea
fell into a concrete stairs
what horseface said when he saw him dead
well, it wasn’t what the rich call prayers
“i’m a navvy short” was the one retort
that reached unto my ears
when the going is rough, well you must be tough
with mcalpine’s fusiliers
[verse 4]
i’ve worked ’till a sweat has had me bet
with russian, czech and pole
on shuttering jams up in the hydro dams
or underneath the thames in a hole
i’ve grafted hard and i’ve got me cards
and many a ganger’s fist across me ears
if you pride your life, don’t join by christ
with mcalpine’s fusiliers

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