The old rusty gun, song

Patricia Herald, singing in English
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Lyrics

Come listen I’ll tell you a story
Of a lad who was taken from home
To fight for his King and his country
And also his dear folk at home.

He was sent to a highland division
Sent away to a far foreign land
With the troops hanging round him in thousands
He was shot by an old rusty gun.

So they buried him out on the desert
Placed him deep down in the sand
With the khaki blue maudlin around him
And the big rusty gun in his hand.

So you soldiers who fight for your country
And are placed in a far foreign land
Won’t you remember that brave Irish laddie
He was shot by an old rusty gun.

So they buried him out on the desert
Placed him deep down in the sand
With the khaki blue maudlin around him
And the big rusty gun in his hand.

So you soldiers who fight for your country
And are placed in a far foreign land
Won’t you remember that brave Irish laddie
He was shot by an old rusty gun.