OUR GALLANT MILITIA BOYS
With Buller and Bobs and Kitchener too,
The brave lads of Paisley town,
Far away on the African veldt,
Have fought for our Queen and crown.
’Midst tge sound of the drum and bagpipe,
All over the famous Vaal,
They kept pegging away,night and day,
To hasten old Kruger’s fall.
Chorus:-
Now here’s to the gallant soldiers,
Reared on the banks o’ Cart
Tho’ slippery De Wet they never could get,
They bravely played their part.
When the foreigners ’gainst us loudly roared,
And made such a terrible noise,
Aye ready to fight for Freedom’s right
Were our gallant soldier boys.
Oom Paul to “stagger humanity”,
And not the least bit shamed,
’Gainst our good old flag deceptive was,
And ’gainst us war proclaimed.
But his secret plans were soon upset,
He was quickly brought to bay;
But cunning old Kru’, bade us adieu,
And quickly marched away.
