A second two hundred Cornish clayworkers enlisted in a body in London
     – Daily Paper

I reckoned the war would be over soon, when another two hundred men
Went up along to ‘list in London Town;
An’ bid “Good-bye” to the Menagew Stone, an’ Tre an Pol and Pen,
To change their milky white for khaki brown.
They left the Carclaze streams to run and whiten all the bay,
At Charlestown Port they left the boats to to lie,
An’ the gallant two hundred Cornish men just bid “Good-bye” to the clay,
An’ I reckon that some do know the reason why!

I’ve heerd the General stepped along to meet ‘em by the train,
An’ sez “I’m plaised so see you’m looking well,”
An’ wanted to have a bit of advice about the old campaign,
So marched ‘em to the White Hall for a spell.
An’ I reckoned the war would be over soon, with the mem like Cornwall sends,
An’ Cornwall’s “One an’All” do bless the day;
An’ now that all the fightin’ in a happy Peacetime ends
You’ll count there’s somethin’ good in Cornish Clay.