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#1:
All down the glen came McAlpines men with their shovels slung behind them
'Twas in the pub that they drank their sup and up in the spike you'll find them
They sweated blood and they washed down mud with pints and quarts of beer
And now we're on the road again with McAlpine's Fusiliers
#2:
I stripped to the skin with Darkie Flynn way down upon the Isle of Grain
With the horsefaced Toole 'cos I knew the rule no money if you stopped for rain.
McAlpine's God was a well filled hod your shoulders cut to bits and seared
And woe to he who went to look for tea with McAlpine's Fusiliers
#3:
I remember the day that Bear O'Shea fell into a concrete stairs.
What Horseface said when he saw him dead well it wasn't what the rich called prayers.
I'm a navvy short was the one retort that reached unto my ears
When the going is rough well you must be tough with McAlpine's Fusiliers
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#4:
I've worked 'til the sweat has had'n me bet with Russian Czech and Pole.
On shuddering jams up at the hydro dams or underneath the Thames in a hole.
I've grabbed it hard and I've got me cards and many a ganger's fist across me ears.
If you pride your life don't join by Christ with McAlpine's Fusiliers
