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arthur mcbride - seán mckenna lyrics

[verse 1]
oh, meself and me cousin, one arthur mcbride
he and i went a*walking down by the seaside
and now, mark what followed and what did betide
for it being on christmas morning
out for recreation, we went for a tramp
where we met sergeant harper and corporal vamp
and a little wee drummer, who bate up our camp
with his rowdy*dow*dow in the morning

[verse 2]
oh “good morning, good morning” the sergeant did cry
“and the same to you, gentlemen” we did reply
intended no harm we just meant to pass by
with the day being pleasent and charmin’
but says he, “my fine fellows, if you will enlist
it’s ten guineas of gold i’ll slip in your fist
and a crown in the bargain, to kick up the dust
and drink the king’s health in the morning”

[verse 3]
“for a soldier he leads a very fine life
oh he always is blessed with a charming young wife
oh he pays all his debts without sorrow or strife
and always is pleasant and charming
oh a soldier he always is decent and clean
in the finest of clothing he’s constantly seen
while other poor cratures run dirty and mean
sup on thin gruel in the morning.”
[verse 4]
“well,” says arthur, “i wouldn’t be proud of them clothes
for you’ve only the lend of them, so i suppose
and you daren’t change them at night, for you know
if you do, you’ll be flogged in the morning
and although that we are both single and free
well we take great delight in our own company
we haven’t desires, strange places to see
although that your offers are charmin’

[verse 5]
but if we were such fools as to take your advance
well it’s right bl**dy slender would be our poor chance
for you’d have no scruples but to send us to france
where we might get k!lled without warnin'”

[verse 6]
“now!” says the sergeant, “i’ll have no such chat
and i neither will take it from spalpín or brat
for if you insult me with one other word
oh i’ll lob off your heads in the morning”
oh but arthur and i, we soon drew back our hods
and we scarce gave them time to launch their own blades
when a whackin’ shillelaghs came down on their heads
and let them take that as fair warning
[verse 7]
as for the big rapiers that hung by their side
oh we flung them as far as we could in the tide
“now take them out, divils” cried arthur mcbride
“and temper their steel in the morning”
oh as for the wee drummer, we flattened his pow
and we made a football of his rowdey*dow*dow
kicked it in the tide for to rock and to roll
and bade it a tedious returning

[verse 8]
well us having no money, we paid them off in cracks
and we paid no respect to their two bl**dy backs
for we lathered them good like a pair of wet sacks
and left them for dead in the morning
and so to conclude and to finish disputes
we obligingly asked “are you’s looking recruits?”
for we were the boys who would give them hard clouts
and bid them look sharp in the mornin’

[verse 9]
meself and me cousin, one arthur mcbride
well we went a*walking down by the seaside
and now, mark what followed and what did betide
for it being on christmas mornin’

- sean mckenna lyrics

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