WHILE DRUMS ARE ROLLING

Then you’ll go while drums are rolling, And you’ll charge and make the bluff That your heart is full of courage, And you’ll curse the vilest stuff. And you’ll see a lot of fellows That you’ve never seen before, And they may all be twenty Or one or two years more. And you’ll briefly talk together, But of what you will not know. There is so much that lads can say When off to war they go. And you’ll see a lot of fellows When the battle roar is done, Though all are dead upon the field And will not know it’s won. And the drums will roll on, rolling Till some bullet finds your heart, Then you’ll join the lads before you And you’ll never have to part.