The Connaught Rangers

The Connaught Rangers (88th Regiment of Foot, "the Devil's Own") was a hard fighting Irish regiment of the British Army. This song was composed by Lt. Charles Martin, who served with the Rangers from 1888-1893.
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In our army we're the best
From the north, south east or west
The best of boys are following the drum.
We are mighty hard to bate,
I may say without concate,
Faith the enemy are welcome when they come.
Be they Russians, French or Dutch
Sure it doesn't matter much,
We're the boys to give them sugar in their tay
For we're the Connaught Rangers,
The lads to face all dangers,
Faugh-a-ballagh, faugh-a-ballagh, Clear the way!

chorus:

You may talk about your Guards boys
Your Lancers and Hussars boys
Your Fusiliers and Royal Artillery -without the guns!
The girls we drive them crazy, the foe we beat them aisy
The Rangers from old Connaught- yaarrrgh- the land across the sea!

T'was Bonaparte who said as the Frenchmen on he led
"Marshall Soult, are them the Rangers do you know?"
"Faix", says Soult, "There's no mistake, to our heels we'd better take
I think it's time for you and I to go!"
When the colleens hear their step, it makes their hearts to leap
"Arragh, jewels will ye whist to 'Patrick's Day'?"
For they are the Connaught Rangers, the boys that fear no dangers
And they're the lads that always take the sway.

Now you haven't far to search for the lads who best can march
The lads that never fear the longest day,
Faith you easily will know, their dashing step will show
Tis the Connaught boys who always lead the way.
If me words perhaps ye doubt, come and join 'em on a route
I'm thinking you'll not find it quite a treat;
You'll see them in the van, you may catch them if you can
Faith you'll have to travel fast or you'll be late.

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