The Dubliners - Gentleman Soldier

All rights are reserved to the original authors. Lyrics Well it’s of a gentleman soldier as a sentry he did stand. He saluted the fair maid by a waving of his hand. So boldly then he kissed her and he passed it off as a joke. He drilled her up in the sentry-box wrapped up in a soldier’s cloak. And the drums they go with a rat-a-ta-tat and the fifes they loudly play. Fare thee well, Polly me dear, I must be going away.