My love has left me with bairnes twa
And that's the last him I ever saw
He joined the army he marched along
He took the shilling,
He took the shilling and he marched to war
Well he looked so proud and so gallant then
With his kilt and sporran and his musket gun
And the ladies kissed them as they marched along
They sailed awa boys
They sailed awa boys by the Broomielaw.
Come laddies come, hear the cannons roar
Take the King's shilling and go off to war
They looked so proud as they marched along
And the men they sang out a battle song
"March on, march on" cried our Captain gay
"For King and country,
For King and country we will fight this day".
Come laddies, come...
The battle called to the sound of guns
And blood is spilt in the morning sun
The drums they beat and the cannons roar
And the shilling didn't seem,
The shilling didn't seem much worth no more
Come laddies, come...
Some lost the battle, their bodies fell
Cut down by bayonet and musket gun
And many of these brave young men
Would never fight for
They'd never fight foe their King again
Come laddies, come...
My love has left me with bairnes twa
and that's the last him I ever saw
He joined the army, he marched awa
He took the shilling
He took the shilling and he marched to war
Come laddies, come...
And that's the last him I ever saw
He joined the army he marched along
He took the shilling,
He took the shilling and he marched to war
Well he looked so proud and so gallant then
With his kilt and sporran and his musket gun
And the ladies kissed them as they marched along
They sailed awa boys
They sailed awa boys by the Broomielaw.
Come laddies come, hear the cannons roar
Take the King's shilling and go off to war
They looked so proud as they marched along
And the men they sang out a battle song
"March on, march on" cried our Captain gay
"For King and country,
For King and country we will fight this day".
Come laddies, come...
The battle called to the sound of guns
And blood is spilt in the morning sun
The drums they beat and the cannons roar
And the shilling didn't seem,
The shilling didn't seem much worth no more
Come laddies, come...
Some lost the battle, their bodies fell
Cut down by bayonet and musket gun
And many of these brave young men
Would never fight for
They'd never fight foe their King again
Come laddies, come...
My love has left me with bairnes twa
and that's the last him I ever saw
He joined the army, he marched awa
He took the shilling
He took the shilling and he marched to war
Come laddies, come...