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A comrade on me left, and another on me right!
SIX-HUNDRED BRITISH SOLDIERS HE HAD LINED UP AT HIS FEET!
'COME OUT YE COWARDLY FENIANS, COME ON OUT AND FIGHT!'
BUT HE CRIED, 'I'M ONLY JOKING!' WHEN HE HEARD THE ARMALITE!
LYING IN THE DARK WITH THE PROVO COMPANY
A COMRADE ON ME LEFT AND ANOTHER ONE ON ME RIGHT
A CLIP OF AMMUNITION FOR ME LITTLE ARMALITE