ome poor beggars � they ll never see ome there was a row in silver street that s near to between an irish regiment an english it started at an it lasted on till dark the first man dropped at s the last the park for it was an that s one for you an it was an that s done for you o an tongue was the song that we sung from s down to the park there was a row in silver street � the was out they called us an we answered about that drew them like a s nest � we met them good an large the english at the double an the irish at the charge then it was � there was a row in silver street � an i was in it too we passed the time o day an then the went i what occurred but the storm a s journal w i all my uniform o it was � there was a row in silver street � they sent the there the english were too drunk to know the irish didn t care but when they grew we rose till half o them was mud an half es for it was � room there was a row in silver street � it might ha raged till now but some one drew his side arm clear an nobody knew how twas took the point an dropped we saw the red blood run an so we all was that started out in fun while it was � there was a row in silver street � but that put down the shine each man to his next twas never work o mine we went away like beaten dogs an down the street we bore him the poor dumb corpse that couldn t tell the were sorry for him when it was � there was a row in silver street � it isn t over yet for half of us are under guard to get tis all a to me as in the i lie there was a row in silver street � i wonder why but it was an that s one for you an it was an that s done for you o and tongue was the song that we sung from s down to the park the young british soldier when the made goes out to the east e acts like a babe an e drinks like a beast an e wonders because e is frequent deceased ere e s fit for to serve as a soldier serve serve serve as a soldier serve serve serve as a soldier serve serve serve as a soldier so the queen now all you what s to day you shut up your rag box an ark to my lay an i ll sing you a soldier as far as i may a soldier what s fit for a soldier fit fit fit for a soldier first mind you steer clear o the huts for they sell you fixed bay that out your ay drink that ud eat the live steel from your � an it s bad for the young british soldier bad bad bad for the soldier the young british soldier when the comes � as it will past a doubt � keep out of the wet and don t go on the shout for the sickness gets in as the liquor dies out an it the young british soldier the soldier but the worst o your foes is the sun over you must wear your for all that is said if e finds you uncovered e u knock you down dead an you ll die like a fool of a soldier fool fool fool of a soldier if you re cast for fatigue by a unkind don t like a woman nor crack on nor blind be handy and civil and then you will find that it s beer for the young british soldier beer beer beer for the soldier now if you must marry take care she is old � a troop s widow s the i m told � for beauty won t help if your is cold nor love ain t enough for a soldier for a soldier � room if the wife should go wrong with a comrade be loth to shoot when you catch em � you ll swing on my oath � make im take er and keep er that s hell for them both an you re shut o the curse of a soldier curse curse curse o a soldier when first under fire an you re to duck don t look nor take at the man that is struck be thankful you re and trust to your luck and march to your front like a soldier front front front like a soldier when of your bullets fly wide in the ditch don t call your a cross eyed old she s human as you are � you treat her as an she ll fight for the young british soldier fight fight fight for the soldier their like ladies so fine the guns o the enemy wheel into line shoot low at the an don t mind the shine for noise never the soldier start start the soldier the young british soldier if your officer s dead and the look white remember it s ruin to run from a fight so take open order lie down and sit tight and wait for like a soldier wait wait wait like a soldier when you re wounded and left on s plains and the women come out to cut up what remains jest roll to your rifle and blow out your brains an go to your like a soldier go go go like a soldier go go go like a soldier go go go like a soldier so the queen by the old eastward to the sea there s 