Poems and Songs of R Impromptu—“Ill Go And Be A Sodger”

impromptu—“i'll go and be a sodger”

o why the deuce should i repine,

and be an ill foreboder?

i'm twenty-three, and five feet nine,

i'll go and be a sodger!

i gat some gear wi' mickle care,

i held it weel thegither;

but now it's gane, and something mair—

i'll go and be a sodger!