Recruiting Sergeant Great Big Sea
[G]Two recruiting sergeants came [C]to the CL[Em]B,
For the [C]sons of the [D]merchants to [G]join the Blue Put[D]tees.
So [C]all hands en[D]listed, 5[G]00 [G/F#]young [Em]men...
Enlist you Newfound[C]landers and [D]come follow [G]me!
They crossed the broad Atlantic in the brave Florizel,
On the sands of Suvla, they entered into hell.
And on those bloody beaches the first of them fell...
Enlist you Newfoundlanders and come follow me!
Chorus:
And it's over the mountains and over the sea,
Come brave Newfoundlanders, and join the blue Put[D]tees.
We'll fight the Hun in Flanders, and at Gallipoli...
Enlist you Newfoundlanders and come follow me.
The call came from London for the last July drive.
To the trenches with the regiment, prepare yourselves to die.
The roll call next morning, just a handful survived
Enlist you Newfoundlanders and come follow me.
Chorus
The stone men on Water Street still cry for the day,
When the pride of the city went marching away.
A thousand men slaughtered, to hear the King say...
Enlist you Newfoundlanders, and come follow me.
Chorus (x2 - second time, Bodhran only, no guitar on first two lines)
Enlist you Newfoundlanders, and come follow me.
G until fade out
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Lyrics - Recruiting Sergeant - Bob Hallett - Great Big Sea
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Two recruiting sergeants came to the CLB,
for the sons of the merchants, to join the Blue Puttees
So all the hands enlisted, five hundred young men...
Enlist you Newfoundlanders and come follow me
They crossed the broad Atlantic in the brave Florizel,
And on the sands of Suvla, they entered into hell
And on those bloody beaches, the first of them fell...
Chorus:
So it's over the mountains, and over the sea
Come brave Newfoundlanders and join the Blue Puttees
You'll fight in Flanders, and at Galipoli
Enlist...
Then the call came from London, for the last July drive
To the trenches with the regiment, prepare yourselves to die
The roll call next morning, just a handful survived.
Enlist...
Chorus
The stone men on Water Street still cry for the day
When the pride of the city went marching away
A thousand men slaughtered, to hear the King say
Enlist...
Chorus x 3
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