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First Line: The turkish war both near and far
Last Line: The army and the navy
Subject(s): Freedom;nations;war; Liberty


The Turkish war both near and far
Has played the very deuce then,
And little Al the royal pal
They say has turned a Russian;
Old Aberdeen, as may be seen,
Looks woful pale and yellow,
And Old John Bull had his belly full
Of dirty Russian tallow.

When Al came home you're all aware
He brought with him no riches,
He had scarce a rag upon his back
And great holes in his breeches;
Oh, England on him pity took,
And changed his sad condition,
And soon he planned, you understand,
The National Exhibition.

The Coburgs came from far and near
With their dispatches, all dirt,
A begging for the Russian Bear,
To blooming, lovely Albert;
To help Old Nick, the devil's limb,
And on to Turkey lead him,
To massacre the innocent Turks,
And rob them of their freedom.

Last Monday night, all in a fright,
Al out of bed did tumble,
The German lad was raving mad,
How he did groan and grumble;
He cried to Vic, I'll cut my stick,
To St. Petersburg go right slap,
When Vic, 'tis said, jumped out of bed
And wopped him with her night cap.

Bad luck they say both night and day,
To the Coburgs and the humbugs,
The Wirtembugs, the Scarembugs,
And all the German house-bugs,
And the old bug of Aberdeen,
The Peterbugs and Prussians,
May Providence protect the Turks
And massacre the Russians.

You jolly Turks now go to work,
And show the Bear your power.
It is rumoured over Britain's Isle
That A----- is in the Tower;
The Postmen some suspicion had
And opened the two letters,
'Twas a pity sad the German lad
Should not have known much better.

Well now my friends to make an end
From tyrants guard our own coast,
I'll tell you what between you and I
The Tower ditch and the gate-post;
I think that Al has been used well,
Since first he came to England
And had no cause to obstruct the laws,
Or in politics be mingling.

Let France and England go to work,
Shun Austrians and Prussians,
Assist the poor and injured Turks
And smother all the Russians;
Chain up the Bear and make him stare,
And so help my Davy,
We'll sing Old England three times three
The Army and the Navy.





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