Mcalpines Fusiliers

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All down the glen came McAlpines 
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men with their shovels slung behind 
them
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'Twas in the pub that they drank 
their sup and up in the spike you'll
 find them
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They sweated blood and they washed 
down mud with pints and quarts of 
beer
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And now we're on the road again 
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with McAlpine's Fusiliers

[Verse 2]
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I stripped to the skin with Darkie
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 Flynn way down upon the Isle of 
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Grain
With the horsefaced Toole, 'cos I 
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knew the rule, no money if you 
stopped for rain.
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McAlpine's God was a well filled 
hod, your shoulders cut to bits and 
seared,
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And woe to he who went to look for
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 tea with McAlpine's Fusiliers

[Verse 3]
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I remember the day that Bear 
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O'Shea fell into a concrete stairs.
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What Horseface said when he saw him 
dead well it wasn't what the rich 
called prayers.
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I'm a navvy short was the one retort
 that reached unto my ears
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When the going is rough well you 
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must be tough with McAlpine's 
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Fusiliers

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[Verse 4]
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I've worked 'til the sweat has 
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had'n me bet, with Russian, Czech 
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and Pole.
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On shuddering jams up at the hydro 
dams or underneath the Thames in a 
hole.
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I've grafted hard and I've got me 
cards and many a ganger's fist 
across me ears.
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If you pride your life don't join 
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by Christ, with McAlpine's Fusiliers