Mc Alpine's Fusiliers-Des Kelly

[00:03.16]The craic was good in Cricklewood and they wouldn't leave the Crown [00:06.69]With glasses flying and Biddys crying 'cause Paddy was going to town [00:11.44]Her mother dear(?) I'm over here and i'm never going back [00:14.79]What keeps me here is the reek o' beer, the women and the craic [00:18.67]As down the glen came McAlpine's men [00:22.62]With their shovels slung behind them [00:27.09]It was in the pub that they drank their sub [00:31.38]and up in the spike you'll find them [00:35.58]They sweated blood and they washed down mud [00:39.80]With pints and quarts of beer [00:43.96]And now we're on the road again [00:47.80]with McAlpine's Fusiliers [00:52.40]I stripped to the skin with Darky Finn [00:56.55]Way down on the Isle of Grain [01:00.72]With Horseface Toole,well,you knew the rules [01:04.88]No money if you stop for rain [01:09.16]McAlpine's god was a well filled hod [01:13.25]Your shoulders cut to bits and seared [01:17.47]And woe to he that looks for tea [01:21.33]with McAlpine's Fusiliers [01:58.76]I remember the day that the Bear O'Shea [02:03.03]Fell into a concrete stairs [02:07.17]What Horseface said, when he saw him dead, [02:11.21]Well it wasn't what the rich call prayers [02:15.43]"I'm a navvy short," was the one retort [02:19.56]That reached unto my ears [02:23.63]When the going is rough, well you must be tough [02:27.41]with McAlpine's Fusiliers [02:32.13]I've worked till the sweat near had me bet [02:35.93]With Russian, Czech and Pole [02:40.21]At shuttering jams up in the Hydro Dams [02:44.41]or underneath the Thames in a hole [02:48.52]I grafted hard and I got me cards [02:52.68]and many a ganger's fist across me ears [02:56.72]If you pride your life,well , don't work and scr， [03:00.70]with McAlpine's Fusiliers! [03:05.05]If you pride your life,well , don't join and scr, [03:08.97]with McAlpine's Fusiliers!