Musket Pipe & DrumLyrics & Melody by Michael Crook
Red of blood, and sash of white.
Big black boots, nice and tight
Stand in line, with bold intent,
Wear the colours, of a regiment
See you my love I’m off to war
Kiss a bonny soldier, over the sea.
For king and country, to make us free
Let’s shed a tear, for that bonny soldier,
We should have told her and made it clear.
Made it clear.
What it really means to go to war.
Off to fight some men on another shore
Musket, pipe and drum X3
March them up the hill,
And march them down again
They’re stood in lines and lines,
To make you proud of them
Box of tin soldiers, all stood together
All kinds of weather, they’re feeling tall.
And when they were up they were up X2
But when they were down they stayed down
Watch them packs me boys.
Keep your powder dry
Write your love and wives.
Before we die X3
Come bonny soldiers, come fight with me.
For king and country, to make us free.
A life of glory, in the cavalry.
Or be the backbone, of an infantry
Take one step forth who wants a war.
There’s blood and tears for the cause.
Who’s prepared to die for this war?
Musket, pipe and drum X8
And the only things returning X2