Battlefield Band - A Chance as Good as Any / Reid's Rant | Текст песни

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Oh the musket fires a bullet, and it’s battle black and bonny-o
None can fire sa’ straight an’ true as my boy Johnny-o
To fire upon the enemy, the sergeant gies him money-o
Maybe he’ll come back again, a chance as good as any-o

The fife sounds sweetly you can hear it fine and dandy-o
None can play so sweet and clear as my boy Sandy-o
To keep the boys from thinking, the sergeant says it’s handy-o
It’s cheaper than a tot o’ rum, and no so dear as brandy-o

The drum beats loud o’er the rattle o’ the canon-o
My boy Willie plays upon it as he’s standin’-o
The sergeant makes him beat so loud, you’d hear the noise in London-o
For when they’re listenin’ tae the drum, they never think of runnin-o

There’s Marshals and MacGregors, there’s McGiulderies and Mathethens
Bonny boys from Bonnie Brae and lucky lads from Latheston (?)
Apprentices from raw recruits, and squaddies made from journeymen
If any had a job at home, you’d never see them back again

Left, Right!, March and fight, try to show your willin'-o
Follow the musket, fife and drum, mind you take the schillin'-o
And if you sit and rue the day you ‘listed for the government
You can hear the Sergeant laughing... 'cause he’s got you in his regiment

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