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Artiste:
Alasdair Roberts
Titre:
The Drummer Boy of Waterloo
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When Britain called her warlike sons When cannons roared and trumpets blew Young Edmund left his native home A drummer boy for Waterloo Young Edmund being a child like you His knapsack over his shoulder threw 'Mother dear, dry up your tears Til I return from Waterloo' With sword and drum he marched along Til the battlefield came into view When a bullet from the enemy's guns Laid him low on Waterloo 'Oh, comrades dear' young Edmund cried As the tears fell from his eyes of blue 'Tell mother dear that I nobly died A drummer boy at Waterloo' They laid his head down on his drum The grass was wet with the evening dew The night rolled on and when morning dawned They dug his grave at Waterloo