Testo Sez She

Sez she"Me loyal subjects" sez sheHere's my best respect, sez sheAnd I'm proud this day, sez sheOf the elegant way, sez sheThat you gave me the hand, sez sheWhen I come to the land, sez sheThere was some people said, sez sheThey were greatly in dread, sez sheI'd be murdered or shot, sez sheAs like as not, sez sheBut it's mighty clear, sez sheThat it's not over here, sez sheThat I have cause to fear, sez sheIt's them Belgiums, sez sheThat's throwing the bombs, sez sheAnd frightening the life, sez sheOut of the son and the wife, sez sheBut in these parts, sez sheThey have warm hearts, sez sheAnd they all like me well, sez sheBarring the Honour Parnell, sez sheI don't know Earl, sez sheWhat's come over the girl, sez sheAnd that other one, sez sheThat Maude Gonne, sez sheDressing in black, sez sheTo welcome me back, sez sheNow Maude'll write, sez sheThat I'd brought the blight, sez sheOr changed the season, sez sheFor me own private reason, sez sheAnd I think there's a slate off that Willie Yeats, sez sheHe should be at home, sez sheFrench polishing his poems, sez sheInstead of writing letters, sez sheAbout his betters, sez sheAnd parading me crimes, sez sheIn The Irish Times, sez sheAh, but what does it matter, sez sheAll this magpie chatter, sez sheWhen I heard the welcoming roar, sez sheComing up from the shore, sez sheRight over the foam, sez sheSure it was like coming home, sez sheAnd me heart fairly glowed, sez sheAlong the "Rock road", sez sheAnd into Butterstown, sez sheAnd be Merrion Round, sez sheUntil I come to the ridge, sez sheOf the Leeson St. Bridge, sez sheAnd was greeted in style,By the beautiful smile,Of me Lord Mayor Pyle, sez sheFate if I'd done right, sez sheI'd a made him a knight, sez sheAnd I need not repeat, sez sheHow they cheered in each street, sez sheTill I come to them lads, sez sheDon't you know them undergrads, sez sheOh, and indeed and indeed, sez sheI got many a God Speed, sez sheBut nothing to compare, sez sheWith what I've got here, sez sheSo pass the juge, sez sheAnd I'll fill each mug, sez sheAnd I'll give you a toast, sez sheAt which you may boast, sez sheNow I have a power of sons, sez sheAll sort's of one's, sez sheSome as quiet as cows, sez sheSome always in rows, sez sheAnd the one that causes the most trouble, sez sheShould the mother loves double, sez sheSo here's to the men, sez sheThat's gone into win, sez sheThat's clearing the way, sez sheTo Pretoria today, sez sheAnd the gap of danger, sez sheThere's a Connaught Ranger, sez sheAnd a fusilier not far, sez sheFrom the heart of the war, sez sheAnd they may talk a lot, sez sheAnd them foreign baboons, sez sheMay drawn their cartoons, sez sheBut there's one thing they'll never draw, sez sheAnd that's the loin's claw, sez sheFor before our flag is furled, sez sheWe'll own the world, sez she