When I was on horseback, wasn't I pretty?When I was on horseback, wasn't I gay?Wasn't I pretty when I entered Cork CityAnd met with my downfall on the fourteenth of May?Six jolly soldiers to carry my coffin Six jolly soldiers to march by my side And it's six jolly soldiers, take a bunch of red roses Then for to smell them as we march along Beat the drum slowly and play the pipes only Play up the dead-march as we go along And bring me to Tipperary and lay me down easy I am a young soldier that never done wrong When I was on horseback, wasn't I pretty?When I was on horseback, wasn't I gay?Wasn't I pretty when I entered Cork CityAnd met with my downfall on the fourteenth of May?
When I was on horseback, wasn't I pretty?When I was on horseback, wasn't I gay?Wasn't I pretty when I entered Cork CityAnd met with my downfall on the fourteenth of May?Six jolly soldiers to carry my coffin Six jolly soldiers to march by my side And it's six jolly soldiers, take a bunch of red roses Then for to smell them as we march along Beat the drum slowly and play the pipes only Play up the dead-march as we go along And bring me to Tipperary and lay me down easy I am a young soldier that never done wrong When I was on horseback, wasn't I pretty?When I was on horseback, wasn't I gay?Wasn't I pretty when I entered Cork CityAnd met with my downfall on the fourteenth of May?
