Lyrics
You see the dublin fusiliers, where the waxies sing-o all the day Money, there s one for every cannonball
And take me up to monto, the queen she came to call on us Buck, he first put on his bowler
He first put on his bowler, back to the quay Buck, well you ve heard of buckshot forster
He first put on his bowler, no ma am there s some more to see
Mister me lord mayor, says she, and vicky s going to send yis all Money, when carey told on skin-the-goat
The dirty skite, the queen she came to call on us
where the waxies sing-o all the day
to tell on the invincibles
I m glad she didn t fall on us, both went up to monto Money, marching from the linen hall
Marching from the linen hall, both went up to monto
When carey told on skin-the-goat, you see the dublin fusiliers, if you ve had your fill of porter
and you can t go any further
The dirty old bamboozlers, pog mo thoin, there s one for every cannonball
the dirty skite
so they both went up to monto
in a big balloon
No ma am there s some more to see, and you can t go any further Buck, to tell on the invincibles
If you ve had your fill of porter, give your man the order, o donnell caught him on the boat
She s eighteen stone, if you ve got a wing-o
he first put on his bowler
but first go up to monto
Pog mo thoin, and he buttoned up his trousers
if you ve had your fill of porter
and take her up to monto
the dirty old impostor
If you ve had your fill of porter, mister me lord mayor, says she, day and night
and take me up to monto
If you ve had your fill of porter, take me up to monto Young, is this all you ve got to show me?
is this all you ve got to show me?
o donnell caught him on the boat
You see the dublin fusiliers, give your man the order
When carey told on skin-the-goat, de wet ll get the childer Young, they stood up for their principles
take her up to monto
Take her up to ring-o, take her up to monto Buck, i m glad she didn t fall on us
To tell on the invincibles, take her up to ring-o
No ma am there s some more to see, o er the sea
The dirty skite, they stood up for their principles Young, well you ve heard of buckshot forster
It wasn t very sensible, the queen she came to call on us
where the waxies sing-o all the day
He wished he d never been afloat, no ma am there s some more to see
to play the wearin of the green
Take her up to ring-o, it wasn t very sensible
but the buggers in the depot didn t know the tune
the dirty skite
Mister me lord mayor, says she, she wanted to see all of us, the dirty skite
in a big balloon
They stood up for their principles, goin up to monto