Em Em Em Em [Verse 1] Em G D As I was walking down the road, a-feeling fine and larkey, oh Em G D Em A recruiting sargeant came up to me, says he, "You'd look fine in khaki, oh Em G D For the King, he is in need of men, come read this proclamation, oh Em G D Em A life in Flanders for you then would be a fine vacation, oh." [Verse 2] Em G D "That may be so," says I to him, "But tell me sargeant, deary-o Em G D Em If I had a pack stuck up on me back would I be fine and cheery-oh? Em G D For they'd have you train and drill until they'd have you one of the Frenchies, oh Em G D Em It may be warm in Flanders but it's drafty in the trenches, oh." [Verse 3] Em G D The sargeant smiled and winked his eye, his smile was most provoking, oh Em G D Em He twiddled and twirled his wee moustache, says he, "I know you're only joking, oh. Em G D The sandbags are so warm and high, the wind you won't feel blowing, oh." Em G D Em I winked at a cailin passing by, says I, "What if it's snowing, oh?" [Verse 4] Em G D Come rain or hail or wind or snow, I'm not going out to Flanders, oh Em G D Em There's fighting in Dublin to be done, let your sargeants and you commanders go. Em G D Let English men fight English wars, it's nearly time they started, oh Em G D Em I saluted the sargeant a very good night. There and then we parted, oh.
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