| You generals all and champions bold that takes delight in fields
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| That knocks down churches and castle walls but now to death must yield
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| We must go and face our daring foes and with a sword and shield
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| I often fought with my merry men but now to death must yield
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| I am an Englishman by birth, Lord Marlborough is my name
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| And I was brought up in London town, a place of noted fame
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| I was? |
| beside? |
| by all my men, kings and princes likewise
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| And then all the towns we took to all the world’s surprise
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| King Charles the Second I did serve to face our foes in France
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| And at the battle of. |
| .. we boldly did advance
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| The sun was down, the earth did quake, so loudly did he cry
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| «Fight on, my boys, for old England’s sake, we’ll conquer or we’ll die»
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| But now we gain for victory and bravely kept the field
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| We took great numbers of prisoners and forced them all to yield
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| That very day my horse got shot, 'twas by a musket ball
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| And as I mounted up again, my aide-de-camp did fall
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| Now I on a bed of sickness lie, I am resigned to die
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| You generals all and champions bold stand true as well as I
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| «Stand true my lads and? |
| bright? |
| no man but fight with courage bold»
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| I led my men through smoke and fire but never? |
| slight? |
| with gold |