Hey, For The Life Of A Soldier
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- เผยแพร่เมื่อ 4 ม.ค. 2014
- Written by Thomas Simpson Cooke (1782--1848) for his operetta "Frederick the Great" in 1814.
When I was younger, gossips would say
When I grew older, I'd be a soldier
Rattles and toys, I threw them away
Except for a drum and a sabre
When I was older, as up I grew
I went to see a grand review
Colours flying set me dying
To embark on a life so new
(Chorus)
Roll me merry drums, march away
Soldier's glory lives in story
His laurels are green when his locks are gray
Then hurrah! For the life of a soldier!
Listed for battle we marched along
Courting dangers, fear no strangers
Cannons speak kind to the trumpet's song
And every heart's a heroes
Charge on gallantly descry, on like lions then, we'd fly
Fire and thunder pose no wonder
Then hurrah for victory!
Who's so merry as we in the camp?
Battle over, live in clover
Care and his cronies are forced to tramp
And all is social pleasure
Then we drink and dance and sing
Time goes gaily on the wing
Smiles of beauty sweeten duty
And each private is a king!
Beautiful. British military songs are very underrated.
I'm very glad to see you've added a new song. I love this one too, of course.
Love the song
The lyrics in the description seem a bit off, especially the 2nd verse. I think these are the correct lyrics:
When I was younger, gossips would say
When I grew older, I'd be a soldier
Rattles and toys, I threw ‘em away
Except a drum and a sabre.
When I was older, as up I grew
I went to see a grand review
Colours flying set me dying
To embark on a life so new.
[Chorus]
Roll me merry drums, march away
Soldier's glory lives in story
His laurels are green when his locks are gray
Then hurrah! For the life of a soldier!
Listed to battle we marched along
Courting danger, fear no stranger
Cannons beat time to the trumpet's song
And every heart a hero’s.
"Charge!" our gallant leaders cry
On like lions then we fly
Fire and thunder, foes knocked under
Now hurrah for victory!
(Chorus)
Who's so merry as me in the camp?
Battle over, live in clover
Care and his cronies are forced to tramp
And all is social pleasure.
Then we drink and dance and sing
Time goes gaily on the wing
Smiles of beauty sweeten duty
And each private is a king!
(Chorus)
When I was younger, gossips would say
When I grew older, I'd be a soldier
Rattles and toys, I threw ‘em away
Except a drum and a sabre.
When I was older, as up I grew
I went to see a grand review
Colours flying set me dying
To embark on a life so new.
[Chorus]
Roll me merry drums, march away
Soldier's glory lives in story
His laurels are green when his locks are gray
Then hurrah! For the life of a soldier!
Listed to battle we marched along
Courting danger, fear no stranger
Cannons beat time to the trumpet's song
And every heart a hero’s.
"Charge!" our gallant leaders cry
On like lions then we fly
Fire and thunder, foes knocked under
Now hurrah for victory!
(Chorus)
Who's so merry as me in the camp?
Battle over, live in clover
Care and his cronies are forced to tramp
And all is social pleasure.
Then we drink and dance and sing
Time goes gaily on the wing
Smiles of beauty sweeten duty
And each private is a king!
(Chorus)
this copy paste comment for my convenience
wow
Hell yeah
Damn
Fancy seeing you here
Damn fancy seein you here
Performed by The Druids with The Scots Guards.
@David Broadley lol. Nothing ever changes.
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The man who wrote this probably never joined the army.
+Ezekiel De La Croix Written by Thomas Simpson Cooke, for his operetta "Fredrick the Great".
So no, I don't think he joined the army.
@@garrofwar148 if its part of a play about Fedrick the great. then this song is 100% better imo. the soldier king.
Does anyone know the origin of the melody? I get the feeling it's older than the lyrics.
Irish Guard
@David Broadley your comments are always funny.
what's the instrument it sounds a bit medieval?
a fife ?
Philip Ians a drum?
oboe?
A clarinet?
Oboe, clarinet, bassoon and side drum.