Jimmy Dooley's Army Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: AABCCBDDBEEB FGGBHHB IIFJJFKKILLI FGGIHHI| There's a dashin' sort of boy | A |
| Which they call his Party's Joy | A |
| And his smile that won't come off would quite disarm ye | B |
| And he played the leadin' hand | C |
| In the Helter Skelter Band | C |
| Known as Jimmy Dooley's Circulating Army | B |
| When the rank and file they found | D |
| They were marchin' round and round | D |
| They one and all began to act unruly | B |
| And the letter that he wrote | E |
| Sure it got the Labor goat | E |
| So we set ourselves to deal with Captain Dooley | B |
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| Chorus | F |
| Whill il loo High Ho | G |
| We'll all be there you know | G |
| The repartees and ructions they will charm ye | B |
| And we'll see which we prefer | H |
| Is it Dooley or McGirr | H |
| To take command of Jimmy Dooley's Army | B |
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| When we're marchin' to the poll | I |
| And we're under his control | I |
| We sometimes feel a trifle unsalubrious | F |
| For by one and all 'twas said | J |
| That if our objective's Red | J |
| To call it claret coloured makes us dubious | F |
| Sure the Fat Men one fine day | K |
| They chanced to come our way | K |
| And we thought that we should bate them well and trooly | I |
| But we let them pass us by | L |
| And not half a brick did fly | L |
| 'Twas then we tore our tickets up on Dooley | I |
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| Chorus | F |
| Whill il loo High Ho | G |
| We'll all be there you know | G |
| The repartees and ructions they will charm ye | I |
| And we'll see which we prefer | H |
| Is it Dooley or McGirr | H |
| To take command of Jimmy Dooley's Army | I |
Banjo Paterson
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