Le Chant Des Canons

One was Jim, and the other was John
Their sergeant was Georgie Carlson
In the regiment it doesn't matter where you come from
If you march, if you march, everything is fine

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The cannon thunders
Our steps echo
From the Ganges to Malabar
Hot or cold, thirsty or hungry
Death comes in the end
Neither sooner nor later
Whether the enemy is white or black
It doesn't matter to you, if you have to die tonight

Johnny found the whiskey tasteless
And Jimmy had a very upset stomach
So Georgie took them by the arm
The three of us will advance or die

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Jim was killed, and Jimmy is dead
And Georgie sleeps in his final sleep
But to fight we will always find
Blood, red blood that will flow

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