[00:00.691]And as I was walking down the lane, I was feeling fine and larky, oh,[00:05.301]A recruiting sergeant says to me, “Wouldn't you'd look fine in khaki, oh.[00:10.472]Oh, the King he is in need of men, come read my proclamation, oh.[00:14.684]And a life in Flanders for you then would be a fine vacation, oh.”[00:20.573]“Well, that maybe truth.” says I to him, “but tell me sergeant dearie, oh,[00:24.953]If I had a pack stuck upon me back, would I'd look fine and cheery, oh?[00:29.859]Oh, you'd make me drill and train until you had me one of French's, oh.[00:34.016]It may be warm in Flanders but it's draughty in the trenches, oh.”[00:38.674]Well, the sergeant swang a little came, his smile was most provoking, oh.[00:42.562]He twiddled and twirled his wee moustache, says he, “I hope you're joking, oh![00:47.213]For the sandbags are so high and dry, the wind you won't feel blowing, oh.”[00:51.361]Well I winked at a collin passing by, says I, “What if it's snowing, oh?[00:56.520]Well, come wind or rain or sleet or snow, we're not going out to Flanders, oh.[01:00.954]For there's fighting in Dublin to be done, let your Privates and Commanders go.[01:05.615]And let Englishmen fight English war,it's just nearly time they started, oh.”[01:09.753]So I gave the Sergeant a jolly good night and there and then we parted, oh.