Misc Traditional - The kerry recruit
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[Verse 1]
GAt the age of nineteen I was D7diggin' the Gland,
With me A7brogues on me feet and me Dspade in me hand,
"Oh," Gsays I to meself, "What Bma pity to see,
Such a Emfine Kerry lad diggin' Dspuds in Tralee."
[Chorus]
With me Gkerry-ay-ay, fa Emla de ral lay,
DKerry ay-ay, fa Gla de ral lay.
[Verse 2]
GSo I buttered me brogues and shook D7hands with me Gspade,
And went A7off to the fair like a Ddashing young blade,
A Gsergeant comes up and says, Bm"Will ye enlist?"
"Sure, Emsergeant," says I, "slip the Dbob in me fist!"
[Chorus]
With me Gkerry-ay-ay, fa Emla de ral lay,
DKerry ay-ay, fa Gla de ral lay.
[Verse 3]
GThen up steps the captain, a D7man of great Gfame,
And sA7traightway he asks me my Dcountry and name.
"I've Gtold ye before, and I Bmtell ye again,
Me fEmather and mother were Dtwo Kerry men."
[Chorus]
With me Gkerry-ay-ay, fa Emla de ral lay,
DKerry ay-ay, fa Gla de ral lay.
[Verse 4]
GThe first thing they gave me, D7it was a red Gcoat,
With a A7lump of black leather to Dtie round me throat.
The Gnext thing they gave me, says I, Bm"What is that?"
"Sure Emman, a cockade for to Dstick in yer hat."
[Chorus]
With me Gkerry-ay-ay, fa Emla de ral lay,
DKerry ay-ay, fa Gla de ral lay.
[Verse 5]
GThe next thing they gave me D7they called it a Ggun,
And A7under the trigger I settled me Dthumb,
The Ggun it belched fire and Bmvomited smoke,
And Emgave me poor shoulder the Ddevil's own stroke.
[Chorus]
With me Gkerry-ay-ay, fa Emla de ral lay,
DKerry ay-ay, fa Gla de ral lay.
[Verse 6]
GThe next thing they gave me they D7called it a Ghorse,
With a A7saddle and bridle me Dtwo legs across.
So I Ggave it the bit and I Bmgave it the steel,
And, EmHoly Mother! she Dwent like an eel!
[Chorus]
With me Gkerry-ay-ay, fa Emla de ral lay,
DKerry ay-ay, fa Gla de ral lay.
[Verse 7]
GNow the first place they took us was D7down to the Gsea,
Aboard A7a great ship bound for the DCrimee.
With Gthree sticks in the middle all Bmhung with white sheets,
She wEmalked on the water Dwithout any feet.
[Chorus]
With me Gkerry-ay-ay, fa Emla de ral lay,
DKerry ay-ay, fa Gla de ral lay.
[Verse 8]
GWe reached the Balaclave all D7safe and Gsound,
And A7hungry and weary we Dlay on the ground,
Next Gmorning at daybreak a Bmbugle did call,
And Emserved us a breakfast of Dpowder and ball.
[Chorus]
With me Gkerry-ay-ay, fa Emla de ral lay,
DKerry ay-ay, fa Gla de ral lay.
[Verse 9]
GWe licked them at D7Alma and then GInnerman,
But the A7Russians they foiled us Dat the Redan,
While Gscaling the ramparts meBmself lost an eye,
And a gEmreat Russian bullet ran away Dwith me thigh,
[Chorus]
With me Gkerry-ay-ay, fa Emla de ral lay,
DKerry ay-ay, fa Gla de ral lay.
[Verse 10]
GAll bleeding and dying I D7lay on the Gground,
With A7arms, legs and feet all sDcattered around,
Says GI to meself, "If me Bmfather were nigh,
He'd Emhave buried me now just in Dcase I should die."
[Chorus]
With me Gkerry-ay-ay, fa Emla de ral lay,
DKerry ay-ay, fa Gla de ral lay.
[Verse 11]
GBut a surgeon comes by and he D7soon stops Gthe blood,
And he gA7ave me an iligant leg Dmade of wood,
And they Gmade me a pension of Bmten pence a day,
And Emcontented with shellocks I Dlive on half pay.
[Chorus]
With me Gkerry-ay-ay, fa Emla de ral lay,
DKerry ay-ay, fa Gla de ral lay.