Mcalpine's Fusiliers-Donal Lunny

[ti:Mcalpine's Fusiliers] [ar:Donal Lunny] [al:There's Gangs of Them Digging] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]Mcalpine's Fusiliers - Donal Lunny [00:00.36]As down the glen came McAlpine's men [00:04.53] [00:05.38]With their shovels slung behind them [00:08.57] [00:09.98]That was in the pub they drank the sub [00:14.38] [00:15.27]And up in the spike you'll find them [00:18.60] [00:19.66]They sweated blood and they washed down mud [00:23.91] [00:24.94]With pints and quarts of beer [00:27.32] [00:29.38]And now we're on the road again [00:33.39] [00:34.29]With McAlpine's Fusiliers [00:36.25] [00:40.60]I stripped to the skin with the Darky Finn [00:44.93] [00:45.99]Way down upon the Isle of Grain [00:48.64] [00:50.13]With the Horseface Toole and I knew the rule [00:54.60] [00:55.66]No money if you stop for rain [00:58.09] [01:00.48]McAlpine's god was a well filled hod [01:04.38] [01:05.27]Your shoulders cut to bits and seared [01:08.64] [01:10.03]And woe to he who looks for tea [01:13.93] [01:15.19]With McAlpine's Fusiliers [01:17.48] [01:21.75]I remember the day that the Bear O'Shea [01:25.78] [01:26.70]Fell into a concrete stairs [01:29.56] [01:31.75]What the Horseface said when he saw him dead [01:35.53] [01:36.15]Well it wasn't what the rich call prayers [01:39.05] [01:41.46]I'm a navvy short was the one retort [01:45.75] [01:46.45]That reached unto my ears [01:49.15] [01:51.27]When the going is rough well you must be tough [01:56.42]With McAlpine's Fusiliers [01:59.53] [02:02.71]I've worked till the sweat has had me bet [02:06.50] [02:07.48]With Russian Czech and Pole [02:10.48] [02:12.50]On shuddering jams up in the hydro dams [02:16.78] [02:17.65]Or underneath the Thames in a hole [02:20.44] [02:22.32]I grafted hard and I've got me cards [02:26.47] [02:27.68]And many a gangers fist across me ears [02:30.32] [02:32.52]If you pride your life don't join by Christ [02:37.44] [02:37.96]With McAlpine's Fusiliers