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You generals all and champions bold who take delight in the field
Who knock down palaces and castle walls and fight until they yield:
Oh I must go and face the foe without my sword and shield
I always fought with my merry men, but now to death I must yield

I am an Englishman by my birth, and Malborough is my name
In Devonshire I drew my breath, that place of noted fame
I was belovèd by all my men, by Kings and Princes likewise
Though many towns I often took, I did the world surprise

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Well, good Queen Anne sent us abroad, to Flanders we did go
And we left the Banks of Newfoundland, for to face the daring foe
We climbed those lofty hills so high where guns stones broke, likewise
And all those famous towns we took and we won great victory

King Charles II I did serve to face the foes in France
And at the battle of Ramilles we boldly did advance
The sun was down and the moon did shine; so loudly did I cry:
"Fight on, me lads, for Fair England! We'll conquer or we'll die!"

Now we have gained the victory and bravely held the field
We took a number of prisoners and forced them to yield
That very day my horse got shot, all by a musket ball
And 'ere I mounted up again, my second man did fall

Now on a bed of sickness prone, I am resigned for to die
You generals all and champions bold, stand true as well as I
Unto your colours stand you true and fight with courage bold
I've led my men through fire and smoke but n'er was bribed by gold

You generals all and champions bold who take delight in the field
Who knock down palaces and castle walls and fight until they yield:
Oh I must go and face the foe without my sword and shield
I always fought with my merry men, but now to death I must yield

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