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MARCH 21st, 1871.
They never dreamed of taxes
To raise the price of grain,
But bought their bread at market-price—
Shall it never be so again?
To raise the price of grain,
But bought their bread at market-price—
Shall it never be so again?
You know the rare old song, sirs,
They sang of Robin Hood,
And many a jolly yeoman
That hunted in Sherwood;
In spite of baron, earl, or king,
Those men were all free men;
And merry it was in the forest green—
Shall it never be so again?
They sang of Robin Hood,
And many a jolly yeoman
That hunted in Sherwood;
In spite of baron, earl, or king,
Those men were all free men;
And merry it was in the forest green—
Shall it never be so again?
Stand to it, noble English,
And look you round about,
And ready have your hearts and hands
To keep your enemies out;
No battle yet for freedom
Was ever fought in vain,
In the bosom of merry England,
Nor shall it be again.
And look you round about,
And ready have your hearts and hands
To keep your enemies out;
No battle yet for freedom
Was ever fought in vain,
In the bosom of merry England,
Nor shall it be again.
Be mindful what your fathers did,
Be steady of cheer, and bold,
For you and yours shall live yet
Like Englishmen of old;
There's air, earth, water, and fire yet,
There's flesh, and blood, and brain;
It was merry of old in England—
And it shall be so again!
Be steady of cheer, and bold,
For you and yours shall live yet
Like Englishmen of old;
There's air, earth, water, and fire yet,
There's flesh, and blood, and brain;
It was merry of old in England—
And it shall be so again!
March 21st, 1871.
March the twenty-first! mark the day,
Make as much of it now as you can,
A Princess is to be given away
To the son of the chief of the Campbell clan.
Then hey, brave boys, for the happy pair,
And hey, dear girls, for the marriage morn,
And hey for the old folks who'll be there—
At the wedding of Loo with her sweetheart Lorne.
Make as much of it now as you can,
A Princess is to be given away
To the son of the chief of the Campbell clan.
Then hey, brave boys, for the happy pair,
And hey, dear girls, for the marriage morn,
And hey for the old folks who'll be there—
At the wedding of Loo with her sweetheart Lorne.
Wonderful day!—the boys run free,
Grim policemen grow benign;
Old wives dabble in toast and tea,
Counsellors feast on cake and wine.
Grim policemen grow benign;
Old wives dabble in toast and tea,
Counsellors feast on cake and wine.