Recruitment

RECRUITMENT Your country needs you lads, let Lord Kitchener tell you more Come forward, join the ranks and we’ll send you off to war You’re fighting for salvation; you’ve got Jesus on your side Remember that in battle; let the shepherd be your guide Join up with your pals lads and march in time with pride You’re Ulster Presbyterians, so, the lord with you abide We’ll muster at the Shipyard so that everyone can see Then continue to the Farmyards and the local Factory You’re young, or even younger, than the army will allow You look a little older since you smoke tobacco now We’ll put you in a uniform and show you how to drill We’ll teach you to be brave and then train you how to kill Say goodbye to your family and prepare to sail away You’ll fall in on the Western front and join the great affray Although you may be seventeen, we’ve made you into men Yet most of you will never see your mothers face again