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March! The mud is cakin' good about our trousies. / Front! -- eyes front, an' watch the Colour-casin's drip. / Front! The faces of the women in the 'ouses / Ain't the kind o' things to take aboard the ship.
Cheer! An' we'll never march to victory. / Cheer! An' we'll never live to 'ear the cannon roar! / The Large Birds o' Prey / They will carry us away, / An' you'll never see your soldiers any more!