Departmental Ditties and Ballads and Barrack-room BalladsDoubleday, Page, 1913 - 384 страница |
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Babu BALLAD BARRACK-ROOM BALLADS be'ind belts beneath best go look Bisesa bloomin Blow bowed bugle called Captain City Clampherdown Copyright curse Danny Deever dark dawn dead dear lass Death Delhi town Devil dropped drunk Earth Er-Heb ere's Evarra eyes face fell fight fire Flag of England flame fled ford Fuzzy-Wuzzy galley Gods Gunga Gunga Din guns hath head heard heart Hills honour Jack Barrett jezail Johnnie Kabul river King knew loot Lord maid Mandalay mare mist never night o'er oont Pagett Peshawur plain Poor beggars Potiphar Priests Queen Quetta Red Horse road road to Mandalay rose row in Silver Shrine sick Simla sing soldier song soul sword tale talk Taman Tara Devi There's thou to-day Tomlinson Tommy tonga-bar troopin true love turn Twas wait watched wheel whisper Widow Widow at Windsor wind young
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Страница 182 - ear their paddles chunkin' from Rangoon to Mandalay, On the road to Mandalay, Where the flyin'-fishes play, An' the dawn comes up like thunder outer China 'crost the Bay! 'Er petticoat was yaller an' 'er little cap was green, An' 'er name was Supi-yaw-lat — jes
Страница 141 - Widow's Uniform is not the soldier-man's disgrace. For it's Tommy this, an' Tommy that, an' "Chuck him out, the brute!" But it's "Saviour of 'is country," when the guns begin to shoot; Yes it's Tommy this, an' Tommy that, an' anything you please; But Tommy ain'ta bloomin' fool — you bet that Tommy sees!
Страница 138 - Thank you, Mister Atkins," when the band begins to play, The band begins to play, my boys, the band begins to play, O it's "Thank you, Mister Atkins," when the band begins to play. I went into a theatre as sober as could be, They gave a drunk civilian room, but 'adn't none for me;
Страница 142 - e played the cat an' banjo with our forces. So 'ere's to you, Fuzzy-Wuzzy, at your 'ome in the Soudan; You're a pore benighted 'eathen but a firstclass fightin' man; We gives you your certificate, an' if you want it signed We'll come an' 'ave a romp with you whenever you're inclined.
Страница 184 - pavin' stones, An" the blasted Henglish drizzle wakes the fever in my bones; Tho' I walks with fifty 'ousemaids outer Chelsea to the Strand, An' they talks a lot o' lovin', but wot do they understand? I've a neater, sweeter maiden in a cleaner, greener land! On the road to Mandalay, etc.
Страница 1 - here is thy master," Kamal said, "who leads a troop of the Guides, ^nd thou must ride at his left side as shield on shoulder rides. Till Death or I cut loose the tie, at camp and board and bed, Thy life is his — thy fate it is to guard him with thy head,
Страница 60 - Hath- cast off Prudence, and Her End shall be Destruction. . . . Brethren, of your Bounty grant Some portion of your daily Bread to Me. PAGETT, MP The toad beneath the harrow knows Exactly where each tooth-point goes; The Butterfly upon the road Preaches contentment to that toad.
Страница 135 - dreadin' what I've got to watch," the ColourSergeant said. For they're hangin' Danny Deever, you can hear the Dead March play, The regiment's in 'ollow square — they're hangin' him to-day; They've taken of his buttons off an' cut his stripes away, An' they're hangin
Страница 136 - 0 they're hangin' Danny Deever in the mornin' ! "'Is cot was right-'and cot to mine," said Files-onParade. "E's sleepin' out an' far to-night," the ColourSergeant said. "I've drunk 'is beer a score o' times," said Files-onParade. They are hangin' Danny Deever, you must mark 'im to 'is place, For 'e shot a comrade