Lyrics Show Of Hands

Show Of Hands

The Blue Cockade

'Twas on one Monday morning

As I walked o'er the moss,

I little thought of 'listing,

'Til some soldiers did me cross,

The company enticed me

To drink their health all round,

And the bounty (and the bounty),

And the bounty (and the bounty),

They gave me:

Five guineas and a crown.

My head was full of drink love

And I didn't think of you

And now I'm forced to go and join

The orange and the blues.

Our ship she waits at anchor

To take the flowing tide.

I'll return love (I'll return love),

I'll return love (I'll return love)

In the springtime

When I make you my bride.

So early the next morning,

Before the break of day,

The captain called his orders

And my love marched away.

All in your ranks and files boys,

All on your native shore.

Are thee well love (fare thee well love),

Fare thee well love (fare thee well love),

Fare thee well love,

You're the lad that I adore.

But I hope you never prosper

And I hope you always fail;

At everything you venture

I hope you n'er do well;

And the very ground you walk upon -

May the grass refuse to grow,

Since you've been the (since you've been the),

Since you've been the (since you've been the)

Very cause of

My sorrow, grief and woe.

It's true my love has listed

And he wears a blue cockade;

He is a handsome young man,

Likewise a roving blade;

He is a handsome young man,

He's gone to serve the king,

Whilst my very (whilst my very),

Whilst my very (whilst my very)

Heart is breaking

All for the love of him.