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I danced with a girl to the tune of a waltz that was written to be danced on the battlefield I danced to the song of a voice of a girl A voice that called "Stand till we fall we stand till all the boy
I missed the fourteen-eighteen war But not the sorrow afterwards With my father dead, my mother ran off My brothers took the pay of hoods The twenties turned the north was dead The hunger strike cam
The soldier boy for his soldiers pay Obeys the sergeant at arms whatever he says The sergeant will for his sergeant's pay Obey the captain 'till his dying day The captain will for his captain's pay