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Marching Song of a Roman Legion of the Later Empire	A
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When I left Rome for Lalage's sake	B
By the Legions' Road to Rimini	C
She vowed her heart was mine to take	B
With me and my shield to Rimini	C
Till the Eagles flew from Rimini	C
And I've tramped Britain and I've tramped Gaul	D
And the Pontic shore where the snow flakes fall	D
As white as the neck of Lalage	E
As cold as the heart of Lalage	E
And I've lost Britain and I've lost Gaul	D
And I've lost Rome and worst of all	D
I've lost Lalage	E
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When you go by the Via Aurelia	D
As thousands have traveled before	F
Remember the Luck of the Soldier	A
Who never saw Rome any more	F
Oh dear was the sweetheart that kissed him	G
And dear was the mother that bore	F
But his shield was picked up in the heather	A
And he never saw Rome any more	F
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And he left Rome etc	H
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When you go by the Via Aurelia	D
That runs from the City to Gaul	D
Remember the Luck of the Soldier	A
Who rose to be master of all	D
He carried the sword and the buckler	A
He mounted his guard on the Wall	D
Till the Legions elected him Caesar	A
And he rose to be master of all	D
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And he left Rome etc	H
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It's twenty five marches to Narbo	I
It's forty five more up the Rhone	C
And the end may be death in the heather	A
Or life on an Emperor's throne	C
But whether the Eagles obey us	J
Or we go to the Ravens alone	C
I'd sooner be Lalage's lover	A
Than sit on an Emperor's throne	C
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We've all left Rome for Lalage's sake etc	H

Rudyard Kipling

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