Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song When the Foeman Bares His Steel , by - The Pirates Of PenzanceRelease date: 17.02.1983
Song language: English
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song When the Foeman Bares His Steel , by - The Pirates Of PenzanceWhen the Foeman Bares His Steel |
| SERGEANT, with POLICE. |
| When the foeman bares his steel, |
| We uncomfortable feel, |
| And we find the wisest thing, |
| Is to slap our chests and sing, |
| For when threatened with emeutes |
| And your heart is in your boots |
| There is nothing brings it round |
| Like the trumpet’s martial sound |
| Like the trumpet’s martial sound |
| Go, ye heroes, go to glory, |
| Though you die in combat gory, |
| Ye shall live in song and story. |
| Go to immortality! |
| Go to death, and go to slaughter; |
| Die, and every Cornish daughter |
| With her tears your grave shall water. |
| Go, ye heroes, go and die! |
| Go, ye heroes, go and die! |
| Though to us it’s evident, |
| These attentions are well meant, |
| Such expressions don’t appear, |
| Calculated men to cheer, |
| Who are going to meet their fate |
| In a highly nervous state. |
| Still to us it’s evident |
| These attentions are well meant. |
| Go and do your best endeavour, |
| And before all links we sever, |
| We will say farewell for ever. |
| Go to glory and the grave! |
| Go to glory and the grave! |
| For your foes are fierce and ruthless, |
| False, unmerciful, and truthless; |
| Young and tender, old and toothless, |
| All in vain their mercy crave. |
| We observe too great a stress, |
| On the risks that on us press, |
| And of reference a lack |
| To our chance of coming back. |
| Still, perhaps it would be wise |
| Not to carp or criticise, |
| For it’s very evident |
| These attentions are well meant. |
| Yes, it’s very evident |
| These attentions are well meant, |
| Evident, yes well meant, evident |
| Ah yes well meant |
| go to glory |
| Go to death and |
| go to slaughter |
| Die and every |
| Cornish daughter |
| With her tears |
| your grave shall water |
| Go ye heroes, go and die! |
| go to immortality! |
| go to immortality! |
| Tho' ye die in combat gory |
| Ye shall live in |
| Go to immortality! |
| SERGEANT, with POLICE. |
| When the foeman bares his steel, |
| We uncomfortable feel, |
| And we find the wisest thing, |
| Is to slap our chests and sing, |
| For when threatened with emeutes |
| And your heart is in your boots |
| There is nothing brings it round |
| Like the trumpet’s martial sound |
| Like the trumpet’s martial sound |
| These pirates slay! |
| Then do not stay! |
| Then why this delay |
| Yes but you don’t go! |
| Yes but you don’t go! |
| Yes, yes, we go! |
| All right, we go! |
| Yes forward |
| on the foe |
| Yes forward on the foe |
| Yes forward |
| on the foe |
| Yes forward on the foe |
| Yes, forward on the foe |
| Yes forward on the foe |
| At last they go! |
| At last they go, at last they go |
| At last they really really |