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Join The British Army

Ewan MacColl
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OriginaleLa prima versione dei Dubliners รจ quella cantata da Luke Kelly ...
JOIN THE BRITISH ARMY

When I was young I used to be as fine a man as ever you'd see;
The Prince of Wales, he said to me, "Come and join the British army."
Too ra loo ra loo ra loo, they're looking for monkeys up in the zoo
If I had a face like you, I would join the British army.

Sarah Camdon baked a cake; it was all for poor old Slattery's sake.
I threw meself into the lake, pretending I was balmy.
Too ra loo ra loo ra loo, 'twas the only thing that I could do
To work my ticket home to you and leave the British army.

Corporal Duff's got such a drought, just give him a couple of jars of stout;
He'll kill the enemy with his mouth and save the British Army.
Too ra loo ra loo ra loo, Me curse is on the Labour brew;
They took your darling boy from you to join the British army.

Captain Heeley went away and his wife got in the family way,
And all the words that she would say was "Blame the British Army."
Too ra loo ra loo ra loo, I've made me mind up what to do
I'll work my ticket home to you and leave the British army.
COME AND JOIN THE BRITISH ARMY

When I was young I used to be
As fine a man as ever you'd see
Til the Prince of Wales he said to me:
"Come and join the British army"

CHORUS
Toora loora loora loo,
they're looking for monkeys up at the zoo
"If I had a face like you,
I'd join the British army"

Sarah Comden baked a cake,
'twas all for poor oul Slattery's sake
She threw meself into the lake,
pretending I was barmy

Toora loora loora loo
What make me mind up what to do?
Now I'll work me ticket home to you
And .... the British army

Sergent Heeley went away,
his wife got in the family way
And the only words that she could say,
was: "Blame the British army"

Toora loora loora loo
Me curse upon the Labour too (blu)
That took me darling boy from me
To join the British army

Corporal Sheen's a turn o' the 'bout
just give him a couple of jars of stout
He'll bake the enemy with his mouth
and save the British army


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