Song | Gentleman Soldier |
Artist | The Dubliners |
Album | Ireland's No.1 Folk Group |
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Well it's of a gentleman soldier as a sentry he did stand. | |
He saluted the fair maid by a waving of his hand. | |
So boldly then he kissed her and he passed it off as a joke. | |
He drilled her up in the sentry-box wrapped up in a soldier's cloak. | |
And the drums they go with a rat-a-ta-tat and the fifes they loudly play. | |
Fare thee well, Polly me dear, I must be going away. | |
All night they tossed and tumbled till daylight did appear. | |
The soldier rose, pulled on his clothes, saying, "Fare ye well, me dear, | |
For the drums they are a sounding, and the fifes they sweetly play. | |
If it weren't for that, dear Polly, then along with you I'd stay." | |
”Oh come, ye gentleman soldier, won't you marry me?” | |
”Oh no, me dearest Polly, such things never can be. | |
For I've a wife already and children I have three. | |
Two wives are allowed in the army but one's too many for me. | |
If anyone comes a courting you can treat them to a glass. | |
If anyone comes a courting you can say you're a country lass. | |
You don't have to tell them that ever you played this joke, | |
That you were drilled in a sentry box wrapped up in a soldier's cloak. | |
”Oh come ye gentleman soldier, why didn't you tell me so? | |
My parents will be angry when this they come to know.” | |
And when nine long months had come and passed, this poor girl she brought shame, | |
She had a little militia-boy and she didn't know his name. |
Well it' s of a gentleman soldier as a sentry he did stand. | |
He saluted the fair maid by a waving of his hand. | |
So boldly then he kissed her and he passed it off as a joke. | |
He drilled her up in the sentrybox wrapped up in a soldier' s cloak. | |
And the drums they go with a ratatatat and the fifes they loudly play. | |
Fare thee well, Polly me dear, I must be going away. | |
All night they tossed and tumbled till daylight did appear. | |
The soldier rose, pulled on his clothes, saying, " Fare ye well, me dear, | |
For the drums they are a sounding, and the fifes they sweetly play. | |
If it weren' t for that, dear Polly, then along with you I' d stay." | |
" Oh come, ye gentleman soldier, won' t you marry me?" | |
" Oh no, me dearest Polly, such things never can be. | |
For I' ve a wife already and children I have three. | |
Two wives are allowed in the army but one' s too many for me. | |
If anyone comes a courting you can treat them to a glass. | |
If anyone comes a courting you can say you' re a country lass. | |
You don' t have to tell them that ever you played this joke, | |
That you were drilled in a sentry box wrapped up in a soldier' s cloak. | |
" Oh come ye gentleman soldier, why didn' t you tell me so? | |
My parents will be angry when this they come to know." | |
And when nine long months had come and passed, this poor girl she brought shame, | |
She had a little militiaboy and she didn' t know his name. |
Well it' s of a gentleman soldier as a sentry he did stand. | |
He saluted the fair maid by a waving of his hand. | |
So boldly then he kissed her and he passed it off as a joke. | |
He drilled her up in the sentrybox wrapped up in a soldier' s cloak. | |
And the drums they go with a ratatatat and the fifes they loudly play. | |
Fare thee well, Polly me dear, I must be going away. | |
All night they tossed and tumbled till daylight did appear. | |
The soldier rose, pulled on his clothes, saying, " Fare ye well, me dear, | |
For the drums they are a sounding, and the fifes they sweetly play. | |
If it weren' t for that, dear Polly, then along with you I' d stay." | |
" Oh come, ye gentleman soldier, won' t you marry me?" | |
" Oh no, me dearest Polly, such things never can be. | |
For I' ve a wife already and children I have three. | |
Two wives are allowed in the army but one' s too many for me. | |
If anyone comes a courting you can treat them to a glass. | |
If anyone comes a courting you can say you' re a country lass. | |
You don' t have to tell them that ever you played this joke, | |
That you were drilled in a sentry box wrapped up in a soldier' s cloak. | |
" Oh come ye gentleman soldier, why didn' t you tell me so? | |
My parents will be angry when this they come to know." | |
And when nine long months had come and passed, this poor girl she brought shame, | |
She had a little militiaboy and she didn' t know his name. |