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McAlpine's Fusiliers

アーティスト:The Dubliners  アルバム:Finnegan Wakes 

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'Twas in the year of 'thirty-nine When the sky was full of lead When Hitler was heading for Poland And Paddy, for Holyhead. Come all you pincher laddies And you long-distance men Don't ever work for McAlpine For Wimpey, or John Laing You'll stand behind a mixer Until your skin is turned to tan And they'll say, Good on you, Paddy With your boat-fare in your hand. Oh, the craic was good in Cricklewood And they wouldn't leave the Crown With glasses flying and Biddys crying Sure Paddy was going to town. Oh mother dear, I'm over here And I'm never coming back What keeps me here is a rake o' beer The ladies and the craic. As down the glen came McAlpines men with their shovels slung behind them 'Twas in the pub that they drank the sup and up in the spike you'll find them They sweated blood and they washed down mud with pints and quarts of beer And now we're on the road again with McAlpine's Fusiliers


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