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1918.
We're not so old in the Army List, / But we're not so young at our trade, / For we had the honour at Fontenoy / Of meeting the Guards' Brigade. / 'Twas Lally, Dillon, Bulkeley, Clare, / And Lee that led us then, / And after a hundred and seventy years / We're fighting for France again! / _Old Days! The wild geese are flighting, / Head to the storm as they faced it before! / For where there are Irish there's bound to be fighting, / And when there's no fighting, it's Ireland no more! / Ireland no more! _