andy m stewart
young jimmy in flanders
Will ye go tae Flanders, Young Jimmy-o? Oh will ye go tae Flanders, Young Jimmy-o? There you'll get wine and brandy And medals find and dandy, O will ye go to Flanders, Young Jimmy-o? Oh dinnae go tae Flanders, Young Jimmy-o! Dinnae go tae Flanders, my own dear Jimmy-o! What good tae me is brandy And medals find and dandy, If you're lyin' deid on Flanders, My Jimmy-o? Will ye go tae Flanders, young Jimmy-o? And serve those who command us, Young Jimmy-o? We fight the fearful Hun With our long Lee-Enfield guns Though he's just your fellow man When we stop for Christmas day. Jimmy went to Flanders so many years ago, To the Somme, to Ypres and Arras, not so many years ago. He played his pipes to battle And the laddies died like cattle And the brandy was drunk in Whitehall A million miles away.