The High Kings - Mcalpines fusiliers

^DOh it's down the glen came McA^Glpine’s men with their sh^Dovels sl^Aung beh^Dind them. 'Twas in the pub they d^Grank the sub and up in the sp^Dike you'll f^Gind them . They sw^Deated blood and they washed down m^Gud with pints and q^Duarts of b^Geer. And n^Dow we're on the r^Goad again with Mc^DAlpine's F^Ausili^Ders.

^DI stripped to the skin with D^Garkie Flynn down ^Din the I^Asle of G^Drain. ^DWith Horse Face O'Toole, sure I k^Gnew the rule, no money if you st^Dopped for r^Gain. McA^Dlpine's God was a well-filled h^God, your shoulders cut to b^Dits and se^Gared, And w^Doe to he wh’went l^Gook for tea with Mc^DAlpine's F^Ausil^Diers.

^BmOh way oh oooh ^BmOh way oh oooh

^DI remember that day when the B^Gear O'Shea fell i^Dnto a c^Aoncrete s^Dtairs. What the Horse Face said when he fo^Gund him dead well it wasn't what the r^Dich called p^Grayers. “I'm a n^Davvy short” was the one ret^Gort that reached un^Dto my e^Gars. And when the g^Doin’ gets rough well you m^Gust be tough with McA^Dlpine's F^Ausil^Diers

^BmOh way oh oooh ^BmOh way oh oooh ^BmOh way oh oooh ^BmOh way oh oooh

^DI've worked 'til the sweat well it h^Gad me bet, with Ru^Dssians, C^Azechs and P^Doles. On shuddering jams in the hydro d^Gams or underneath the Th^Dames in a h^Gole. I gr^Dafted hard and I g^Got me cards and many a ganger's f^Dist across me e^Gars. If you v^Dalue your life well don’t j^Goin by Christ, with McA^Dlpine's F^Ausil^Diers.

And if you va^Dlue your life well don’t j^Goin by Christ, with McA^Dlpine's F^Ausil^Diers.