Key: G major
Verse 1
Pulled me in because
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of what Ar thur McBride
As we went a -walkin'
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the sergeant did cry
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For it'd be an old Christmas morning
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And a soldier, he always is decent and clean
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In the finest of clothing
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he's constantly seen
While other poor fellows
look dirty and mean
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And sup off and gruel in the morning
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Says Arthur, I wouldn't be
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For you've only a lend of them,
for one night that you know
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If you do, you'll be flogged
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in the mornin'
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And although that we are single and free
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We take great delight in
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strange faces to see
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s are charming
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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Spalk ing nor Bratton
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For if you insult me with one other word
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I'll cut off your head in the morning
we soon drew our odds
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And we scarce gave them time
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When a trusty chalet lay over their heads
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And bade them take that as fair warning
hung by their sides
And we flung them as far as
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cried Arthur McBride
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And tem per their edge in the mornin'
we flattened his pouch
And we made a football
of his rowdy dow -dow
And threw it in the tide
for to rock and to roll
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And bid him a tedious returnin'
Oh me and me cousin
what are the McBride
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As we went walking down by the seaside
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For it bein' a Christmas morn in'
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