The National Song Book - Online Music Book
250 Folk-songs, Carols, And Rounds with sheet music and lyrics
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A son he had, who was my dad,
The second Darby Kelly O ! As quick and true at rat-tat-too,
At roll-call or reveillez O ! When great Wolfe died, his country's pride,
To arms, to arms the father beat, Each dale and hill remembers still
How loud and long, how clear and sweet! And when for home from off the foam
He led the march with row-dow-dow, Och ! what a shout the lads let out,
The lasses looked, you don't know how! |
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And now, small blame, I bear the name
And drum of Darby Kelly O ! Myself as true to rat-tat-too,
To roll-call or reveillez O ! With Wellington, old Ireland's son,
I've beat the Mounseers out of Spain. And now we march through laurel arch
And waving banners home again ; And as my sticks the same old tricks
They play with patt'ring row-dow-dow, Man, woman, child, they've all gone wild.
The girls they gaze, you don't know how |
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