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It's of a gentleman soldier<br />as sentry he did stand<br />He saluted a fair maiden<br />by a waiving of his hand<br />So then he boldly kissed her<br />and he passed it off as a joke<br />He drilled her up in the sentry box<br />wrapped up in a soldier's cloke<br />And the drums are going a rap a tap tap<br />And the fifes they loudly play<br />Fare you well Polly my dear<br />I must be going away<br />All night they tossed and tumbled<br />till the daylight did appear<br />The soldier rose, put on his clothes,<br />saying, Fare you well my dear<br />For the drums they are a beating<br />and the fifes they so sweetly play<br />If it weren't for that Polly my dear<br />with you I'd gladly stay<br />And the drums are going a rap a tap tap<br />And the fifes they loudly play<br />Fare you well Polly my dear<br />I must be going away<br />Now come you gentleman soldier,<br />won't you marry me?<br />Oh no my dearest Polly<br />such things can never be<br />for I've a wife already<br />children I have three<br />Two wives are allowed in the army<br />but one's too many for me<br />And the drums are going a rap a tap tap<br />And the fifes they loudly play<br />Fare you well Polly my dear<br />I must be going away<br />If anyone comes a courting you,<br />you can treat them to a glass<br />If anyone comes a courting you,<br />you can say you're a country lass<br />You needn't ever tell them,<br />nor pass it off as a joke<br />That you got drilled in a sentry box<br />wrapped up in a soldier's cloke<br />And the drums are going a rap a tap tap<br />And the fifes they loudly play<br />Fare you well Polly my dear<br />I must be going away<br />Oh it's come my gentleman soldier,<br />why didn't you tell me so? My parents will be angy<br />when this they come to know When nine months had been and gone<br />the poor girl she brought shame<br />She had a little militia boy<br />and she didn't know his name<br />And the drums are going a rap a tap tap<br />And the fifes they loudly play<br />Fare you well Polly my dear<br />I must be going away

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It's of a gentleman soldier<br />as sentry he did stand<br />He saluted a fair maiden<br />by a waiving of his hand<br />So then he boldly kissed her<br />and he passed it off as a joke<br />He drilled her up in the sentry box<br />wrapped up in a soldier's cloke<br />And the drums are going a rap a tap tap<br />And the fifes they loudly play<br />Fare you well Polly my dear<br />I must be going away<br />All night they tossed and tumbled<br />till the daylight did appear<br />The soldier rose, put on his clothes,<br />saying, Fare you well my dear<br />For the drums they are a beating<br />and the fifes they so sweetly play<br />If it weren't for that Polly my dear<br />with you I'd gladly stay<br />And the drums are going a rap a tap tap<br />And the fifes they loudly play<br />Fare you well Polly my dear<br />I must be going away<br />Now come you gentleman soldier,<br />won't you marry me?<br />Oh no my dearest Polly<br />such things can never be<br />for I've a wife already<br />children I have three<br />Two wives are allowed in the army<br />but one's too many for me<br />And the drums are going a rap a tap tap<br />And the fifes they loudly play<br />Fare you well Polly my dear<br />I must be going away<br />If anyone comes a courting you,<br />you can treat them to a glass<br />If anyone comes a courting you,<br />you can say you're a country lass<br />You needn't ever tell them,<br />nor pass it off as a joke<br />That you got drilled in a sentry box<br />wrapped up in a soldier's cloke<br />And the drums are going a rap a tap tap<br />And the fifes they loudly play<br />Fare you well Polly my dear<br />I must be going away<br />Oh it's come my gentleman soldier,<br />why didn't you tell me so? My parents will be angy<br />when this they come to know When nine months had been and gone<br />the poor girl she brought shame<br />She had a little militia boy<br />and she didn't know his name<br />And the drums are going a rap a tap tap<br />And the fifes they loudly play<br />Fare you well Polly my dear<br />I must be going away