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FELIX THE SOLDIER. They took away my brogues and they robbed me of my spade They put me in the army and a soldier of me made But I couldn't beat a drum and I couldn't play a flute So they handed me a musket and they taught me how to shoot. But the Injuns they were sly,
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FELIX THE SOLDIER • They took away my brogues • and they robbed me of my spade • They put me in the army • and a soldier of me made • But I couldn't beat a drum • and I couldn't play a flute • So they handed me a musket • and they taught me how to shoot. • But the Injuns they were sly, • And the Frenchies they were coy, • So they shot off the left leg • Of this poor Irish boy.
FELIX THE SOLDIER (Page 2) • We had a bloody fight • After we had scaled the wall, • And the divil a bit of mercy • Did the Frenchies show at all. • Then they put me on a ship, • And they sent me home again, • With all my army training, • After battle's strife and din. • They headed for the Downs, • And we landed at the quay, • My mother came to meet me, • And these words to me did say,
FELIX THE SOLDIER (Page 3) • "O Felix, are you drunk, • Or Felix are you mad? • And whatever has become • Of the two legs you had!" • I will bid my spade adieu, • For I cannot dig the bog, • But I still can play the fiddle, • And I still can drink my grog. • I have learned to smoke a pipe • And I've learned to fire a gun, • To the devil with the fighting, • I am glad the war is done.