Page:Departmental Ditties and Ballads and Barrack-Room Ballads, Kipling, 1899.djvu/369

Rh 'Tis all a merricle to me as in the Clink I lie:

There was a row in Silver Street—begod, I wonder why!

But it was "Belts, belts, belts, an' that's one for you!"

An' it was "Belts, belts, belts, an' that's done for you!"

O buckle and tongue

Was the song that we sung

From Harrison's down to the Park!