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by Rudyard Kipling (1865 - 1936)

"Birds of Prey" March
Language: English 
Troops for Foreign Service

March! The mud is cakin' good about our trousies.
    Front! -- eyes front, an' watch the Colour-casin's drip.
Front! The faces of the women in the 'ouses
    Ain't the kind o' things to take aboard the ship.

Cheer! An' we'll never march to victory.
Cheer! An' we'll never live to 'ear the cannon roar!
          The Large Birds o' Prey
          They will carry us away,
An' you'll never see your soldiers any more!

Wheel! Oh, keep your touch; we're goin' round a corner.
    Time! -- mark time, an' let the men be'ind us close.
Lord! the transport's full, an' 'alf our lot not on 'er --
    Cheer, O cheer! We're going off where no one knows.

March! The Devil's none so black as 'e is painted!
    Cheer! We'll 'ave some fun before we're put away.
'Alt, an' 'and 'er out -- a woman's gone and fainted!
    Cheer! Get on -- Gawd 'elp the married men to-day!

Hoi! Come up, you 'ungry beggars, to yer sorrow.
    ('Ear them say they want their tea, an' want it quick!)
You won't have no mind for slingers, not to-morrow --
    No; you'll put the 'tween-decks stove out, bein' sick!

'Alt! The married kit 'as all to go before us!
    'Course it's blocked the bloomin' gangway up again!
Cheer, O cheer the 'Orse Guards watchin' tender o'er us,
    Keepin' us since eight this mornin' in the rain!

Stuck in 'eavy marchin'-order, sopped and wringin' --
    Sick, before our time to watch 'er 'eave an' fall,
'Ere's your 'appy 'ome at last, an' stop your singin'.
    'Alt! Fall in along the troop-deck! Silence all!

Cheer! For we'll never live to see no bloomin' victory!
Cheer! An' we'll never live to 'ear the cannon roar! (One cheer more!)
          The jackal an' the kite
          'Ave an 'ealthy appetite,
An' you'll never see your soldiers any more! ('Ip! Urroar!)
          The eagle an' the crow
          They are waitin' ever so,
An' you'll never see your soldiers any more! ('Ip! Urroar!)
          Yes, the Large Birds o' Prey
          They will carry us away,
An' you'll never see your soldiers any more!

First published in Pall Mall Gazette, May 1895

Text Authorship:

  • by Rudyard Kipling (1865 - 1936), ""Birds of Prey" March", appears in Barrack-Room Ballads, first published 1896 [author's text checked 1 time against a primary source]

Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive):

  • by L. Dampier , ""Birds of Prey" March", published 1900. [voice and piano] [
     text not verified 
    ]

Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]

This text was added to the website: 2009-02-07
Line count: 41
Word count: 345

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