- Votes:
- Composers:
- Jeremy Max Finer
- Shane Patrick Lysaght Macgowan
- Cait O'riordan
- James Thirkhill Fearnley
- Andrew David Ranken
- Peter Spider Stacey
- Dp
- See also:
Dubliners - The Gentleman Soldier lyrics
It's of a gentlemen soldier as a sentry he did stand
He saluted the fair maid be a wavin' of the hand
So boldly then he kissed and he passed it off as a joke
He drilled her up in the sentry box, wrapped up a the
Soldiers coat
And the drums did go with a rat-ta-ta-tat and the fifes
Did loudly play,
Fare thee well Polly me dear I must be going away
All night they tossed and tumbled till daylight did
Appear
The soldier rose, put on his clothes, said fare thee
Well me dear
For the drums they are a pounding and the fifes did
Sweetly play
If it weren't for that dear Polly, then along with you
I'd stay
And the drums did go with a rat-ta-ta-tat and the fifes
Did loudly play,
Fare thee well Polly me dear I must be going away
Oh come you gentlemen soldier, "Won't you marry me?"
"Oh no me dearest, Polly. Such things never can be."
"I've a wife already and children I have three
Two wives are allowed in army but one is too many for
Me." Dubliners - The Gentleman Soldier - http://motolyrics.com/dubliners/the-gentleman-soldier-lyrics.html
And the drums did go with a rat-ta-ta-tat and the fifes
Did loudly play,
Fare thee well Polly me dear I must be going away
If anyone comes a courtin' you, you can treat them to a
Glass
If anyone comes a courtin' you, you can say you're a
Country lass
You don't have to tell them that ever you played this
Joke
That you were drilled in the sentry box wrapped up in
The soldier's cloak
And the drums did go with a rat-ta-ta-tat and the fifes
Did loudly play,
Fare thee well Polly me dear I must be going away
Oh come you gentlemen soldier, when you tell me so
Me parents will be angry when this they come to know
And when nine long months had come and past, the poor
Girl she brought shame
She had a little militia boy and she didn't know his
Name
And the drums did go with a rat-ta-ta-tat and the fifes
Did loudly play,
Fare thee well Polly me dear I must be going away