THE KING'S SHILLING



Oh my love has left me wi' bairnies twa

And that's the last o' him I ever saw

He's joined the army and he marched awa'

He took the shillin'

He took the shillin' and he marched awa'



Come laddies come, hear the cannons roar

Tak' the King's shilling an' we're off tae war



Oh he looked sae prood and sae gallant then

Wi' his kilt and sporran an' his musket gun

And the ladies kissed them as they marched awa'

And they sailed awa' boys

They sailed awa', boys, by the Broomielaw



The pipes they played as they marched along

And the men they sang oot a battle song

"March on, march on," cried our Captain gay

And for King and country

For King and country we will fight this day



The battle echoed tae the sound o' guns

And bayonets flashed in the morning sun

The drums did beat and the cannons roared

And the shillin' didn't seem

The shillin' didn't seem much worth no more



Some lost the battle their bodies fell

Cut doon by bayonets and musket ball

And many o' these brave young men

Would never fight for

Would never fight for their King again



Oh my love has left me wi' bairnies twa

And that's the last o' him I ever saw

He's joined the army and he marched awa'

He took the shillin'

He took the shillin' and he marched awa'



@war @soldier @recruiting

sung by Jean Redpath

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