Tipperary Days Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABABACAC DEDEDBDB AFAFGHGH BBBIDBBB AJAJAKAK BBBBBDBD| Oh weren't they the fine boys You never saw the beat of them | A |
| Singing all together with their throats bronze bare | B |
| Fighting fit and mirth mad music in the feet of them | A |
| Swinging on to glory and the wrath out there | B |
| Laughing by and chaffing by frolic in the smiles of them | A |
| On the road the white road all the afternoon | C |
| Strangers in a strange land miles and miles and miles of them | A |
| Battle bound and heart high and singing this tune | C |
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| It's a long way to Tipperary | D |
| It's a long way to go | E |
| It's a long way to Tipperary | D |
| And the sweetest girl I know | E |
| Good bye Piccadilly | D |
| Farewell Lester Square | B |
| It's a long long way to Tipperary | D |
| But my heart's right there | B |
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| Come Yvonne and Juliette Come Mimi and cheer for them | A |
| Throw them flowers and kisses as they pass you by | F |
| Aren't they the lovely lads Haven't you a tear for them | A |
| Going out so gallantly to dare and die | F |
| What is it they're singing so Some high hymn of Motherland | G |
| Some immortal chanson of their Faith and King | H |
| 'Marseillaise' or 'Brabanc on' anthem of that other land | G |
| Dears let us remember it that song they sing | H |
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| C'est un chemin long 'to Tepararee' | B |
| C'est un chemin long c'est vrai | B |
| C'est un chemin long 'to Tepararee' | B |
| Et la belle fille qu'je connais | I |
| Bonjour Peekadeely | D |
| Au revoir Lestaire Squaire | B |
| C'est un chemin long 'to Tepararee' | B |
| Mais mon coeur 'ees zaire' | B |
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| The gallant old Contemptibles There isn't much remains of them | A |
| So full of fun and fitness and a singing in their pride | J |
| For some are cold as clabber and the corby picks the brains of them | A |
| And some are back in Blighty and a wishing they had died | J |
| And yet it seems but yesterday that great glad sight of them | A |
| Swinging on to battle as the sky grew black and black | K |
| But oh their glee and glory and the great grim fight of them | A |
| Just whistle Tipperary and it all comes back | K |
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| It's a long way to Tipperary | B |
| Which means 'ome anywhere | B |
| It's a long way to Tipperary | B |
| And the things wot make you care | B |
| Good bye Piccadilly | B |
| 'Ow I 'opes my folks is well | D |
| It's a long long way to Tipperary | B |
| 'R Ain't War just 'ell | D |
Robert William Service
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