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You'll never join the Army, You'll never be a scout, With your shirt hanging out, Ginger, you're barmy. This rhyme derives from the popular song Ginger you're barmy written by Fred Murray, songwriter (composer of I'm Henery The Eighth I Am), in 1910 and recorded in that year by Harry Champion - included in the Peelennium, no. 43.
The Army and the Navy need attention The outlook isn't healthy you'll admit But I've a perfect dream of a new recruiting scheme Which I really think is absolutely it If only other girls would do as I do I believe that we could manage it alone For I turn all suitors from me, but the Sailor and the Tommy I've an Army and a Navy of my own.
It alters the lyrics of an English folk tune, "The Jolly Ploughboy," about an Englishman who leaves behind the plough to join the British Army. [3] [4] "The Merry Ploughboy" is about an Irish farmer who joins the Irish Republican Army (IRA), and talks about going to Dublin in order to fight and retrieve "the land the Saxon stole." [5]
Over the years, a number of bands have performed "crossover" music, that is, Irish rebel lyrics and instrumentation mixed with other, more pop styles. Damien Dempsey is known for his pop-influenced rebel ballads and bands like Beltaine's Fire and Kneecap combine Rebel music with Political hip hop and other genres. [citation needed]
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Up came a British ship and spoke, 'No Germans reach the shore; You are our Empire's enemy, and so we bid you stand. No German boot shall e'er pollute the lonely Banna Strand.' As they sailed for Queenstown Harbour, said the Germans: 'We're undone The British have us vanquish'd: man for man and gun for gun.
So come and join the forces As your fathers did before. Refrain (to be sung after each verse): Oh! we don't want to lose you but we think you ought to go For your King and your Country both need you so; We shall want you and miss you but with all our might and main We shall cheer you, thank you, kiss you When you come back again.
Arthur Guy Empey Born in Ogden, Utah, on 11 December 1883 to Rose Empey (née Dana) and Robert Empey. He served for six years as a professional soldier in the U.S. Cavalry, during which time he became a first class horse-rider and marksman, and was resident in New York City performing duty as a recruiting sergeant for the New Jersey National Guard when World War I began.