Over the heather the wet wind blows I've
lice in my tunic And a cold in my nose The
rain comes falling out of the sky I'm
a soldier on the wall I don't know why
The mist is lying on a hard grey stone My
woman is gone And I'm sleeping all alone There's
somebody else hanging 'round her place I
don't like him, I don't like his face
I saw a Christian worshipping a fish There
would be no kissing If he had his wish She
gave me a ring I gambled it away And
I want my woman And I want my pay
When I'm old with this only one eye I'll
do nothing all day But look up at the
sky I'm a soldier on the wall And
I don't know why
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