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Uncle Tommy

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Uncle Tommy

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Early one November me Uncle Tommy joined the army

Kitted him out for danger & ferried him o'er the sea

He threw me o'er his shoulder, sang to me a dirty ditty

Telling me when I were older: you'll be just like me

A half a bottle o' whisky, tattoo of a pretty lady

Half a dozen Havana's & his Aunties rosary

A-thunderin' oe'r the border, guns a-blazin', hells a-raisin'

Here I am ya bastards, ye'll no be havin' me!

Tommy was a rifle, Tommy was a razor

Tommy was a ramblin' man

A silver blade in the dyin' shade

Oor Tommy was a fightin' man!

The following December he sent a card to Auntie Annie

Tellin' her he were frozen half to death upon a hill

Sick o' the sound o' trash cans, kickin' in doors on dear old ladies

Sick o' the screamin' babies, he had lost the bottle tae kill

Tommy was a rifle, Tommy was a razor

Tommy was a ramblin' man

A silver blade in the dyin' shade

Oor Tommy was a fightin' man!

Tommy was a rifle, Tommy was a razor

Tommy was a ramblin' man

A silver blade in the dyin' shade

Oor Tommy was a fightin' man!

He earn't his scars in German bars

And breakin' the hearts o' the maids o' Norway

Trained his guns upon the Huns

And boxed the sons o' proud old Galway

Tommy was a rifle, Tommy was a razor

Tommy was a Ramblin' man

Quick with a pound when yer luck was down

Oor Tommy was a Jerry can

Early one November me Uncle Tommy left the army

Stripped him o' his regalia & ferried him o'er the main

He took me by the shoulder, sang to me a dirty ditty

Bastard's only love ye when ye're shootin' at yer ain!

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