I had a first cousin called Arthur McBride,
He and I took a stroll down by the seaside,
Aseeking good fortune and what might betide,
`Twas just as the day was adawning,
Then after resting we both took a tramp,
We met sergeant Harper and corporal Cramp,
Besides the wee drummer who beat up for camp,
With his rowdydowdow in the morning.
He says,” My young fellows, if you will enlist,
A guinea you quickly shall have in your first
Besides a crown for to kick up the dust,
And drink the king`s health in the morning.”
Had we been such fools as to take the advance,
The wee bitter morning we had run to chance,
For you`d think it no sruple to send us to France
Where we would be killed in the morning.