[ti:Medley The Recruiting Sergean] [ar:The Pogues] [al:If I Should Fall From Grace Wi] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]Medley: The Recruiting Sergeant / The Rocky Road to Dublin / Galway Races - The Pogues [00:20.02]As I was walking down the road [00:21.77]A feeling fine and larky oh [00:23.58]A recruiting sergeant came up to me [00:25.46]Says he you'd look fine in khaki oh [00:28.14]For the King he is in need of men [00:30.08]Come read this proclamation oh [00:31.96]A life in Flanders for you then [00:33.77]Would be a fine vacation oh [00:37.58]That may be so says I to him [00:39.58]But tell me sergeant dearie-oh [00:41.14]If I had a pack stuck upon my back [00:43.27]Would I look fine and cheerie oh [00:46.02]For they'd have you train and drill until [00:48.02]They had you one of the Frenchies oh [00:49.95]It may be warm in Flanders [00:51.64]But it's draughty in the trenches oh [00:55.49]The sergeant smiled and winked his eye [00:57.55]His smile was most provoking oh [00:59.31]He twiddled and twirled his wee mustache [01:01.12]Says he I know you're only joking oh [01:04.05]For the sandbags are so warm and high [01:06.12]The wind you won't feel blowing oh [01:07.62]Well I winked at a cailin passing by [01:09.36]Says I what if it's snowing oh [01:13.18]Come rain or hail or wind or snow [01:15.24]I'm not going out to Flanders oh [01:16.87]There's fighting in Dublin to be done [01:18.62]Let your sergeants and your commanders go [01:21.62]Let Englishmen fight English wars [01:23.24]It's nearly time they started oh [01:25.77]I saluted the sergeant a very good night [01:27.46]And there and then we parted oh [02:08.26]As I went down to Galway Town [02:09.75]To seek for recreation [02:11.25]On the seventeenth of August [02:12.88]Me mind being elevated [02:14.44]There were passengers assembled [02:16.01]With their tickets at the station [02:17.57]And me eyes began to dazzle [02:19.07]And they off to see the races [02:20.63]With me wack fol the do fol [02:22.51]The diddle idle day [02:27.15]There were passengers from Limerick [02:28.77]And passengers from Nenagh [02:30.33]The boys of Connemara [02:31.90]And the Clare unmarried maiden [02:33.40]There were people from Cork City [02:35.08]Who were loyal true and faithful [02:36.90]Who brought home the Fenian prisoners [02:38.86]From dying in foreign nations [02:46.24]And it's there you'll see the pipers [02:47.80]And the fiddlers competing [02:48.92]And the sporting wheel of fortune [02:50.92]And the four and twenty quarters [02:52.67]And there's others without scruple [02:54.30]Pelting wattles at poor Maggie [02:56.17]And her father well contented [02:57.24]And he gazing at his daughter [03:24.45]And it's there you'll see the jockeys [03:25.82]And they mounted on so stably [03:27.39]The pink the blue the orange and green [03:29.33]The colors of our nation [03:30.83]The time it came for starting [03:32.14]All the horses seemed impatient [03:33.83]Their feet they hardly touched the ground [03:35.57]The speed was so amazing [03:43.59]There was half a million people there [03:45.03]Of all denominations [03:46.03]The Catholic the Protestant the Jew the Presbyterian [03:49.84]Yet there was no animosity [03:51.53]No matter what persuasion [03:53.03]But failte hospitality [03:54.47]Inducing fresh acquaintance