Arthur Macbride

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I had a first cousin called Arthur 
McBride
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he and I took a stroll down by 
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the seaside
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a seeking good fortune and what 
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might the tide
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it was just as the day was a dawning
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And after we rested we went on a 
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tramp
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we met Seargeant Napper and 
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Corporal Cramp
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and a little wee drummer who beat up
 our camp
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with his rowdy dou dou in the 
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morning


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He said my young fellows if you will
 enlist
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a guinea you quickly shall have 
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in your fist
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and besides a crown for to kick up 
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the dust
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and drink the King's health in the 
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morning
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but had we been such fools as to 
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take the advance
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the wee bit of money we'd have to
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 run chance
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do you think it no scuples for to 
send us to France
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where we would be killed in the 
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morning


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He says my young fellows if I hear 
but one word
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instantly now will out with my 
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sword
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and into your bodies as strength 
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might afford
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so now me gay devils take warning
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but Arthur and I we soon took the 
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odds
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and we gave them no chance for to
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 draw out their swords
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our wacking shillelaghs came over 
their heads
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and paid them right smart in the 
morning


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As for the wee drummer we rifled his
 pouch
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and we made a football of his 
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rowdy dou dou
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and into the ocean for to rock and 
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to roll and
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barring the day its returning
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as for the ould rapier that hung 
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by his side
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we flung as far as we could in 
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the tide
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To the divil I pitch you says Arthur
 McBride
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to temper your edge in the morning.