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Lyrics
(Call) The King he sent a golden coin!
(Response) Left, right, into the mud!
(Call) To force us all to come and join!
(Response) Left, right, into the mud!
(Call) We’re marching to a hollow hill!
(Response) Left, right, pay the toll!
(Call) Where every man has blood to spill!
(Response) Left, right, pay the toll!
(Call) Their cannons wait in iron rows!
(Response) Left, right, feel the frost!
(Call) To reap the crop the tyrant sows!
(Response) Left, right, feel the frost!
(Call) No banners fly when we are dead!
(Response) Left, right, march along!
(Call) Just cold wet earth and heavy led!
(Response) Left, right, march along!
(Call) We see the smoke, we hear the drum!
(Response) Left, right, our time has come!
(Call) To the slaughter, boys, we run!
(Response) Left, right, we’re good as done
Details
GeneratedMar 5, 2026
Duration1:18
LanguageEnglish
Style
Gritty 1860s naval shanty, call and response, gravelly male voices, marching drum , crackling black powder atmosphere.
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HamCheckModelAria v5
