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No. 6 - Song - Marquis and Chorus - "A Soldier's Life."
| Marquis: | Dull is the life of the soldier in peace, With hateful routine until war brings release, Harsh discipline trammels the freedom we know, What better than that in the face of the foe. The soldier has learnt he must bridle his will, Submit without murmur to rigorous drill, But the summons to war is the soldier's reward; Joy to brighten his corslet, his helmet and sword. All for glory the soldier's life; From the conflict scorning e'er to flee, The hero's fame his aim in strife, In love, in war the victor he. |
| Chorus: | All for glory the soldier's life; From the conflict scorning e'er to flee, The hero's fame his aim in strife, In love, in war the victor he. |
| Marquis: | Glad is the heart at the roughest campaign, For we've nothing to lose and we've plenty to gain, To rush 'midst the steel, 'midst the smoke and the flame, To carve with our sabres a pathway to fame. We've learnt to obey and until we are told We dream of not leaving the ports that we hold, We'd fall where we stand till the warning sound comes, Of recall in the music of bugles and drums. All for glory the soldier's life; From the conflict scorning e'er to flee, The hero's fame his aim in strife, In love, in war the victor he. |
| Chorus: | All for glory the soldier's life; From the conflict scorning e'er to flee, The hero's fame his aim in strife, In love, in war the victor he. |
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