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'Twas in the year of and in the autumn of the year	A
Napoleon resolved to crush Spain and Portugal without fear	A
So with a mighty army three hundred thousand strong	B
Through the passes of the Pyrenees into spain he passed along	B
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But Sir John Moore concentrated his troops in the north	C
And into the west corner of Spain he boldly marched forth	C
To cut off Napoleon's communications with France	D
He considered it to be advisable and his only chance	D
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And when Napoleon heard of Moore's coming his march he did begin	E
Declaring that he was the only General that could oppose him	F
And in the month of December when the hills were clad with snow	G
Napoleon's army marched over the Guadiana Hills with their hearts full of woe	G
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And with fifty thousand cavalry infantry and artillery	H
Napoleon marched on facing obstacles most dismal to see	H
And performed one of the most rapid marches recorded in history	H
Leaving the command of his army to Generals Soult and Ney	I
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And on the th of January Soult made his attack	J
But in a very short time the French were driven back	J
With the Guards and the th Regiment and the d conjoint	K
They were driven from the village of Elnina at the bayonet's point	K
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Oh It was a most gorgeous and inspiring sight	K
To see Sir John Moore in the thickest of the fight	K
And crying aloud to the d with all his might	K
Forward my lads and charge them with your bayonets left and right	K
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Then the d charged them with might and main	L
And the French were repulsed again and again	M
And although they poured into the British ranks a withering fire	N
The British at the charge of the bayonet soon made them retire	O
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Oh That battlefield was a fearful sight to behold	K
'Twas enough to make one's blood run cold	K
To hear the crack crack of the musketry and the cannon's roar	P
Whilst the dead and the dying lay weltering in their gore	P
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But O Heaven It was a heartrending sight	K
When Sir John Moore was shot dead in the thickest of the fight	K
And as the soldiers bore him from the field they looked woebegone	Q
And the hero's last words were Let me see how the battle goes on	R
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Then he breathed his last with a gurgling sound	K
And for the loss of the great hero the soldier's sorrow was profound	K
Because he was always kind and served them well	S
And as they thought of him tears down their cheeks trickling fell	S
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Oh it was a weird and pathetic sight	K
As they buried him in the Citadel of Corunna at the dead of night	K
While his staff and the men shed many tears	T
For the noble hero who had commanded them for many years	U
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Success to the British Army wherever they go	G
For seldom they have failed to conquer the foe	G
Long may the highlanders be able to make the foe reel	V
By giving them an inch or two of cold steel	V

William Topaz Mcgonagall

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