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Jez Lowe - Beaumont's Light Horse lyrics
Oh we marched from our camps with our hearts full of woe On board of the transports we were forced for to go No drums they did beat and no trumpets did sound In sorrow and sadness we trudged o'er the ground. No more on our horses we will ride o'er the plain for they'd drive us away like sheep to be slain Our friends and acquaintants we'd leave 'pon the shore And we may not now ever see old England no more. We listed for horsemen, our country to save And they told us fine stories of the bold man so brave But now he has sold us to add to his store And we may not now ever see old England no more. When armed on our horses we would ride o'er the plain All ran to see Beaument's light horsemen parade But now all these fine times are with us no more And we may not now ever see old England no more. Farewell to our wives and our sweethearts likewise Though we're driven to battle its bondage we despise And if it's our fortune to return once again We will bring store and riches, bid adieu to the main. |
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