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I’ll take them to my grave he said

I’ll take them to my grave

He walked side by side on another tide

And left this world betrayed

And we’ll set sail just one more time

And fear no flying lead

In the uniform of another war

That treated us like men

I’ll take them to my grave he said

I’ll take them to my grave

And I’ll leave them singing

Save the king and save us all as well

And I’ll think of them as I’m sleeping there

And they cover me in clay

And I’ll think of the? that blinded us

What we wished we couldn’t say

A uniform means nothing more

Than a border we’ll never see

And a uniform means nothing more

Than a stroll across a field

You take away the place you pray

And with a naked eye

You couldn’t tell the one you killed

From the one you kissed goodbye

I’ll call out to the north and south

Where memories are long

And I’ll waltz in sin through a bitter wind

With creatures great and small

And there’s plenty singing for the ones

Who wrapped themselves in green

Let me caress the iron men

Who mined the song with me

My name is Martin Doyle he said

My name is Martin Doyle

How dare I wear the king’s attire

And lay in Irish soil?

For my own life and death it is

But this I’ll leave with you

Those men of mine who were cast aside

You can bury me in blue

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