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There was a row in Silver Street that's near to Dublin Quay, / Between an Irish regiment an' English cavalree; / It started at Revelly an' it lasted on till dark: / The first man dropped at Harrison's, the last forninst the Park. / For it was: -- "Belts, belts, belts, an' that's one for you! " / An' it was "Belts, belts, belts, an' that's done for you! " / O buckle an' tongue / Was the song that we sung / From Harrison's down to the Park!
There was a row in Silver Street -- the regiments was out, / They called us "Delhi Rebels", an' we answered "Threes about! " / That drew them like a hornet's nest -- we met them good an' large, / The English at the double an' the Irish at the charge. / Then it was: -- "Belts . . .