The Dublin Fusiliers

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[Verse 1]
[D]Well, you've heard about the [A]Indians
with their tommy [D]hawks and [A]spears
And [D]of the U.N. [G]Warriors,
the [A]heroes of recent years
[D]Also I might [A]mention the
[D]British Gren[A]adiers
Well, [G]none of them were in it
[D]but the [A]Dublin Fusil[D]iers
You've [Bm]heard about the

[Verse 2]
Light Brigade
and of the deeds they've done
And [A]of the other regiments that
many victories won
But the [D]pride of all the armies,
dragoons and Carabiniers
Was that [Bm]noble band of war[D]riors,

[Verse 3]
the Dublin Fusiliers
[D][Incomprehensible] face,
this is the way we go
[G]Charging with fixed [D]bayonets,
the terror of every [A]foe
A [D]glory to old Ireland,
as proud as Buccaneers
And a [Bm]ter ror to creation [D]are
the Dublin [A]Fu silier[D]s[A]
[D]Well, you've heard about the

[Verse 4]
[A]wars
between the [D]Russians [A]and the Brits
The [D]Tsar one day was [Bm]reading
an old [A]copy of "Tidbits"
And [D]when the General [A]came to him and threw
[D]himself down in [A]tears
"We'd [G]better run [D]back like blazes,
here's the [A]Dublin Fusilier[D]s"

[Verse 5]
The [Bm]Tsar commenced to tremble
and he bit his under lip
"Begor[A]ra boys" says he,
"I think we'd better take the tip"
The [D]devils come from Dublin and to
judge from what I hears
They're [G]demons of [Bm]militia [D]men,
the Dublin Fusiliers

[Verse 6]
[Incomprehensible] face this is the way we go
[G]Charging with fixed [D]bayonets,
the terror of every [A]foe
A [D]glory to old Ireland,
as proud as Buccaneers
And a [G]terror to creation [D]are
the Dublin [A]Fusiliers
[D]Well, the

[Verse 7]
sergeant cried, "Get [A]ready lads,
lay [D]down each sword and [A]gun
Take [D]off your shoes and [Bm]stockings
boys and [A]when I tell yous, run"
They [D]didn't stop but [A]started and
[D]amidst three ringing [A]cheers
Came a [G]shower of bricks and [A]bullets
from the Dublin Fusil[D]iers
The [Bm]time that Julius Caesar tried to

[Verse 8]
[Bm]
land down at Ringsend
The [A]coastguards couldn't stop them, so for
the Dublin's they did send
And [D]just as they were landing, lads,
we heard three ringing cheers
"Get [G]back to Rome like blazes,
[D]here's the [A]Dublin [D]Fu siliers"

[Verse 9]
[Incomprehensible] face [D]this is
the way we go
[G]Charging with fixed [D]bayonets,
the terror of every [A]foe
A [D]glory to old Ireland,
as proud as Buccaneers
And a terror to creation
are the [A]Dublin Fusil[D]iers