Testo Tarantara

When the foeman bares his steel, (Tarantara! tarantara!)

We uncomfortable feel, (Tarantara!)

And we find the wisest thing, (Tarantara! tarantara!)

Is to slap our chests and sing, (Tarantara!)
For when threatened by the brutes, (Tarantara! tarantara!

And your heart is in your boots, (Tarantara!)

There is nothing brings it round

Like the trumpet\'s martial sound,

Like the trumpet\'s martial sound

Tarantara! tarantara!,



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Though to us it\'s evident, (Tarantara! tarantara!)

These attentions are well meant, (Tarantara!)

Such expressions don\'t appear, (Tarantara! tarantara!)

Calculated men to cheer (Tarantara!)

Who are going to meet their fate (Tarantara! Tarantara!)

In a highly nervous state (Tarantara! tarantara! tarantara!)

Still to us it\'s evident

These attentions are well meant

Tarantara! tarantara! tarantara!

Lads!