Arthur Mcbride

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Oh me and my cousin one Arthur 
McBride
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As we went a-walking down by the 
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seaside,
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Now mark what followed and what 
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did betide
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For it being on Christmas morning.
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And for recreation we went on a 
tramp
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And we met Sergeant Napper and 
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Corporal Cramp.
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And the little wee drummer 
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intending camp
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For the day being pleasant and 
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charming.


[Verse 2]
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“Good morning, good morning” the 
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Sergeant did cry.”
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“And the same to you gentlemen,” we 
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did reply
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Intending no harm as we meant to 
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pass by
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For it being on Christmas morning.
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But says he “My fine fellows if you 
will enlist
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It’s ten guineas in gold I will 
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slip in your fists
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And a crown in the bargain for to
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 kick up the dust
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And drink the King’s health in the
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 morning.


[Verse 3]
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For a soldier he leads a very fine 
life
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And he always is blessed with a 
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charming young wife,
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And he pays all his debts without 
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sorrow and strife
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And always lives pleasant and 
charming.
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And a soldier he always is decent 
and clean
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In the finest of clothing he’s 
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constantly seen
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While other poor fellows look 
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dirty and mean
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And sup on thin gruel in the 
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morning.”


[Verse 4]
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Says Arthur, “I wouldn’t be proud of
 your clothes
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For you’ve only the lend of them, as
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 I suppose,
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And you dare not change them one 
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night for you know
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If you do you’ll be flogged in the 
morning.
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And although that we are single and 
free,
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We take great delight in our own 
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company
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And we have no desire strange 
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faces to see
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Although that your offers are 
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charming.


[Verse 5]
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And we have no desire to take your 
advance,
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All hazards and dangers we barter on
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 chance.
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For you would have no scruples for
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 to send us to France
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Where we would get shot without 
warning.”
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“Oh no,” says the Sergeant, “I’ll 
have no such chat
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And I neither will take it from 
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spalpeen or brat
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For if you insult me with one 
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other word
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I’ll cut off your heads in the 
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morning.”


[Verse 6]
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And then Arthur and I we soon drew 
our odds
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And we scarce gave them time for to 
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draw their own blades
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When a trusty shillelagh came over
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 their heads
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And bade them take that as fair 
warning.
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And their old rusty rapiers that 
hung by their sides
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We flung them as far as we could 
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in the tide
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“Now take them out, devils,” 
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cried Arthur McBride,
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“And temper their edge in the 
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morning.”


[Verse 7]
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And the little wee drummer we 
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flattened his pouch
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And we made a football of his rowdy 
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dow dow
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Threw it in the tide for to rock 
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and to roll
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And bade it a tedious returning.
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And we having no money, paid them 
off in cracks
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And we paid no respect to their 
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two bloody backs,
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But we lathered them there like a
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 pair of wet sacks
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And left them for dead in the 
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morning.


[Verse 8]
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And so to conclude and to finish 
disputes
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We obligingly asked if they wanted 
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recruits,
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For we were the lads who would 
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give them hard clouts
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And bid them look sharp in the 
morning.
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Oh me and my cousin one Arthur 
McBride
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As we went a-walking down by the 
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seaside,
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Now mark what followed and what 
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did betide
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For it being on Christmas morning.