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There's a Legion that never was 'listed, / That carries no colours or crest, / But, split in a thousand detachments, / Is breaking the road for the rest. / Our fathers they left us their blessing -- / They taught us, and groomed us, and crammed; / But we've shaken the Clubs and the Messes / To go and find out and be damned / (Dear boys! ), / To go and get shot and be damned.
So some of us chivy the slaver, / And some of us cherish the black, / And some of us hunt on the Oil Coast, / And some on -- the Wallaby track: / And some of us drift to Sarawak, / And some of us drift up The Fly, / And some share our tucker with tigers, / And some with the gentle Masai / (Dear boys! ), / Take tea with the giddy Masai.