Now all young soldiers listen to methe story of McCaffertya dreadful tale I will relatebe cautioned by my early fatebarely 18 years of ageinto the Army I did engageI left my work with a good intentto join the 42nd regimentto Fullwood Barracks I did goto serve my time at that depotBut my life their was miserymy Captain took a great dislike to meon sentry duty one fine daysome soliders children came around to playfrom the officers quarters my Captain cameand ordered me to take their parents nameI took one name instead of threefor neglect of duty my captain charged meacross the square they escorted meto serve my time in cell block 3I did two weeks of packload drillinstructors shouting kill, kill, kill.One thing they impressed on methat I must kill my enemy.With loaded rifle I did prepareto shoot my Captain across the squareIt was Captain Hammond I meant to killbut I shot the Colonel against my willTo Preston Assizes they took mea hostile Judge and a bored juryThe judge he said McCaffertyPrepare to hang upon gallows treeI had no father to take my partI had no mother to break her heartI had one friend a girl was sheWho laid her life down for McCaffertyNow all young soldiers listen to medo your duty diligentlylearn all you can up on the Barrack groundand shoot the right bastards when the time comes ’round.
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McCafferty
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Text anonymous (≤1981). Tune : « ? ».
Paru aussi dans : South London Anarchist Group (ed.). — Anarchist song book, to tunes you know. — London [UK] : South London Anarchist Group, [1981] (p. 48).