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We're not so old in the Army List	B
But we're not so young at our trade	C
For we had the honour at Fontenoy	D
Of meeting the Guards' Brigade	C
'Twas Lally Dillon Bulkeley Clare	E
And Lee that led us then	D
And after a hundred and seventy years	F
We're fighting for France again	D
Old Days The wild geese are flighting	G
Head to fhe sform as they faced if before	H
For where there are Irish there's bound to be fighting	G
And when there's no fighting it's Ireland no more	H
Ireland no more	H
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The fashion's all for khaki now	D
But once through France we went	I
Full dressed in scarlet Army cloth	J
The English left at Ghent	I
They're fighting on our side to day	K
But before they changed their clothes	L
The half of Europe knew our fame	M
As all of Ireland knows	N
Old Days The wild geese are flying	G
Head to the sform as they faced it before	H
For where there are Irish there's memory undying	G
And when we forget it is Ireland no more	H
Ireland no more	H
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From Barry Wood to Gouzeaucourt	K
From Boyne to Pilkem Ridge	O
The ancient days come back no more	H
Than water under the bridge	O
But the bridge it stands and the water runs	P
As red as yesterday	K
And the Irish move to the sound of the guns	P
Like salmon to the sea	Q
Old Days The wild geese are ranging	G
Head to fhe storm as they faced it before	H
For where there are Irish their hearts are unchanging	G
And when they are changed it is Ireland no more	H
Ireland no more	H
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We're not so old in the Army List	K
But we're not so new in the ring	G
For we carried our packs with Marshal Saxe	R
When Louis was our King	G
But Douglas Haig's our Marshal now	D
And we're King George's men	D
And after one hundred and seventy years	F
We're fighting for France again	D
Ah France And did we stand by you	S
When life was made splendid with gifts and rewards	T
Ah France And will we deny you	S
In the hour of your agony Mother of Swords	T
Old Days The wild geese are flighing	G
Head to the storm as they faced it before	H
For where there are Irish there's loving and fighting	G
And when we stop either it's Ireland no more	H
Ireland no more	H

Rudyard Kipling

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