Slattery's Mounted Fut-John Roche

[ti:Slattery's Mounted Fut] [ar:John Roche] [al:Songs of Percy French's Ireland] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.15]Slattery's Mounted Fut - John Roche [00:00.87]Written by： Percy French [00:01.19] [00:10.19]You've heard of Julius Ceasar and the great Napoleon too [00:14.68]And how the Cork militia beat the Turks at Waterloo [00:19.42]But there's a page of glory that as yet remains uncut [00:24.11]And that's the warlike story of old Slattery's Mounted Fut [00:28.35] [00:29.08]This gallant corps was organised by Slattery and his son [00:33.76]A noble-minded poacher with a double-breasted gun [00:38.01] [00:38.53]And many a head was broken aye and many an eye was shot [00:42.75] [00:43.27]When practising maneuvers in the Slattery's Mounted Fut [00:47.95]And down from the mountains came the squadrons and platoons [00:53.25]Four-and-twenty fighting men and a couple of stout gossoons [00:57.74]When going into action held each musket by the butt [01:01.91] [01:02.54]We sang this song and marched along the Slattery's mounted Fut [01:06.80] [01:12.36]Well first we reconnoitered 'round O'Sullivan's Shabeen [01:16.95]It used to be a chop house but we called it the canteen [01:21.49]And there we saw a notice which the bravest heart unnerved [01:26.44]All liquor must be settled for before the drink is served [01:31.20]So on we marched but soon again each warrior's heart grew pale [01:35.92]For rising high in front of us we saw the county jail [01:40.83]And when the army faced about 'twas just in time to find [01:45.51]A couple of stout policemen had surrounded us behind [01:50.10]And down from the mountains came the squadrons and platoons [01:55.06]Four-and-twenty fighting men and a couple of stout gossoons [01:59.42] [01:59.96]When going into action held each musket by the butt [02:04.04] [02:04.62]We sang the song and marched along the Slattery's mounted fut [02:08.64] [02:14.60]We'll cross the ditch our leader cried and take the forward flank [02:18.54] [02:19.16]But yells of consternation here arose from every rank [02:23.16] [02:23.80]For posted high upon a tree we very plainly saw [02:28.69]Trespassers prosecuted in accordance with the law [02:33.47]We're downed exclaimed bold Slattery here ends our grand campaign [02:38.12]'Tis merely throwing life away to face that raging drain [02:43.19]I'm not as bold as lions but I'm braver than a hen [02:47.75]And he will fight and runs away will live to fight again [02:52.39]And back to the mountains went the squadrons and platoons [02:57.53]Four-and-twenty fighting men and a couple of stout gossoons [03:02.24]When going into action held each musket by the butt [03:06.94]We sang this song and marched along the Slattery's mounted Fut