Key: G major
Verse 1
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It was on one Monday morning,
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as I have heard men say
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we were to march away
what ever shall we do?
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what shall I do?
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Said the mother to her daughter,
What makes you so, strange,
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And the whole wide world to write?
What ever shall we do?
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What shall I do?
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Them soldiers, they are rambling boys,
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And they have but little faith,
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And eighteen pence a day?
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For the lack of your lad's ever gone,
never on,
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what ever shall we do?
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Leaving many a pretty maid,
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ticker aye, what shall I do?
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Said the mother to her daughter,
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and I'll have you close confined
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And you'll never marry that lack of your lad,
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and will he be no son of mine
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For the lack of your lad's ever gone,
never on,
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what ever shall we do?
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ticker aye, what shall I do?
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Oh, well, we've got sweethearts enough,
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to please our minds
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But we'll never forget sweet Lancaster
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and the girls we left behind
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what ever shall we do?
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ticker aye, what shall I do?
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So it was on one Monday morning,
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as I have heard men say
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we were to march away
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what ever shall we do?
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what shall I do?
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