Name: Join the British Army
Channel: words and music traditional
Description: License options are available for this song. Another song I learned from the Wolfe Tones. This is a just bloody amusing song against the British.

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Another song I learned from the Wolfe Tones. This is a just bloody amusing song against the British.

mandolin autoharp recorde

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Brobdingnagian Bards

The Original Celtic Renaissance duo from Austin, TX! Called Masters of Traditional Folk by The Austin Chronicle, Marc Gunn and Andrew McKee join the autoharp, r

We are the Brobdingnagian Bards (pronounced brAHb'ding-näg-EE-en). We perform a unique style of Celtic folk music that we like to call "a Renaissance in Celtic music" or "The Original Celtic Renaissance. Ask our fans though, and they'll tell you our music is just plain "fun!" With six studio albums completed in just five years, combined with ten other compilations, singles and EPs, we've been called one of the most-productive Celtic groups around. But we just love playing the music.

Song Info

Genre

World • Traditional Irish

Charts

Peak #108

Peak in subgenre #3

Author

words and music traditional

Rights

Gunn-McKee

Uploaded

July 29, 2006

Track Files

MP3

MP3 1.8 MB • 128 kbps • 1:59

Lyrics

When I was young I had a twist of punching babies with me fist
And I thought I would enlist and join the british army.

    Too ra loo ra loo ra loo, they're looking for monkeys up in the zoo
    If I had a face like you, I would join the British army.

When I was young I used to be as fine a man as ever you'd see;
The Prince of Wales, he said to me, "Come and join the British army."

Sarah Camdon baked a cake; it was all for poor old Slattery's sake.
I threw meself into the lake, pretending I was balmy.

Corporal Duff's got such a drought, just give him a couple of jars of stout;
He'll kill the enemy with his mouth and save the British Army.
Too ra loo ra loo ra loo, Me curse is on the Labour crew;
They took your darling boy from you to join the British army.

Captain Heeley went away and his wife got in the family way,
And all the words that she would say was "Blame the British Army."
Too ra loo ra loo ra loo, I've made me mind up what to do
I'll work my ticket home to you and leave the British army.

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