[00:14.70]Tis of a gentleman soldier[00:16.17]As sentry he did stand[00:17.94]Kindly saluted a fair maiden[00:19.35]By the waiving of his hand[00:21.24]So boldly then he kissed her[00:22.89]And he passed it all off as a joke[00:24.93]He drilled her into in the sentry box[00:26.61]Wrapped up in a soldier's cloak[00:28.17]And the drums that go with a rat a tat tat[00:30.09]And the fifes did loudly play[00:31.74]Saying fare thee well polly me dear[00:33.78]I must be going away[00:42.42]Well there they tossed and tumbled[00:44.16]Till the daylight did appear[00:45.99]The soldier rose, put on his clothes,[00:47.82]Saying, fare you well my dear[00:49.53]For the drums they are a beating[00:51.27]And the fifes still loudly play[00:53.28]If it weren't for that polly me dear[00:55.17]With you I'd gladly stay[00:56.73]And the drums that go with a rat a tat tat[00:58.71]And the fifes did loudly play[01:00.33]Saying fare thee well polly me dear[01:02.46]I must be going away[01:11.37]Oh, come me gentleman soldier,[01:13.11]Now, won't you marry me?[01:14.94]Oh no me dearest polly[01:16.62]Such things they can never be[01:18.39]For I am married already[01:20.40]And children I have three[01:21.99]Two wives are allowed in the army[01:23.97]But one's too many for me[01:25.56]And the drums that go with a rat a tat tat[01:27.54]And the fifes did loudly play[01:29.16]Saying fare thee well polly me dear[01:31.32]I must be going away[01:40.44]If anyone comes a-courting you,[01:41.97]You can treat them to a glass[01:43.92]If anyone comes a-courting you,[01:45.57]You can say you're a country lass[01:47.43]And you needn't even tell him,[01:49.38]That ever you played a joke[01:51.24]That ever you went in a sentry box[01:52.98]Wrapped up in a soldier's cloak[01:54.60]And the drums that go with a rat a tat tat[01:56.58]And the fifes did loudly play[01:58.26]Saying fare thee well polly me dear[02:00.39]I must be going away[02:09.36]Oh come me gentleman soldier,[02:11.13]Why didn't you tell me so?[02:12.99]Me parents will be angy[02:14.79]When this they come to know[02:16.53]When nine long months were up and gone[02:18.36]The poor girl she brought shame[02:20.25]She had a little militia boy[02:21.99]And she couldn't tell his name[02:23.70]And the drums that go with a rat a tat tat[02:25.71]And the fifes did loudly play[02:27.36]Saying fare thee well polly me dear[02:29.49]I must be going away