The Ko-Ko Glee Klub marched all the way to this theatre to cheer you up with the tune that made grandpa “step out” in the good old days.
“Tramp, Tramp, Tramp,” (The Boys are Marching)
Watch the bouncing ball, Join in and sing – EVERYBODY!
In the prison cell I sit,
Thinking mother dear, of you,
And our bright and happy home so far away,
And the teats they fill my eyes,
Spite of all that I can do,
Tho’ I try to cheer my comrades and be gay.
Tramp! Tramp! Tramp! The boys are march-ing,
Cheer up, comrades, they will come.
And beneath our country’s flag,
We shall breathe the air again,
Of the Freeland in our own beloved home.
In the battle front we stood,
When their fiercest charge they made,
And they swept us off, a hundred men or more,
But before they reached our lines,
They were beaten back dismayed,
And we heard the cry of vict’ry o’er and o’er.
Tramp! Tramp! Tramp! The boys are march-ing,
Cheer up, comrades, they will come.
And beneath our country’s flag,
We shall breathe the air again,
Of the Freeland in our own beloved home.
Tramp! Tramp! Tramp! The boys are march-ing,
Cheer up, comrades, they will come.
And beneath our country’s flag,
We shall breathe the air again,
Of the Freeland in our own beloved home.
