The king he sent to look for me
A sergeant he did say:
“Young man, a soldier you must be
For fifty cent a day”
For fifty cent a day did I
Take off all things I wore
And I have marched to where I lie
And I will march no more

Get killed or die trying
I must get thrilled or lie dying

Tomorrow after new young men
The sergeant he must see
For things will all be over then
Between the king and me
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Over... and out
Over... and out
Live or die is what it’s all about
I slit my throat while I scream and shout

Do it good and do it fast
Cause every hero becomes a bore at last

Get killed or die trying
I must get thrilled or lie dying

And I shall have to bate my price
For in the grave they say:
“It’s neither knowledge nor device
Nor fifty cent a day”

Over... and out
Over... and out
Live or die is what it’s all about
I slit my throat while I scream and shout

To all good comes a hatch
The chase is often better than the catch