Maddy Prior - Bold General Wolfe lyrics

On Monday evening as we set sail The wind did blow a most pleasant gale For to fight the French it was our intent Through smoke and fire, Through smoke and fire And it was a dark and a gloomy night Now the French was landed on the mountains high And we poor hearts in the valley lie Never mind my lads, General Wolfe did say Brave lads of honour, brave lads of honour Old England shall win the day The very first broadside we gave to them We killed seven hundred and fifty men Well done my lads, General Wolfe did say Brave lads of honour, brave lads of honour Old England shall win the day The very first broadside they gave to us They wounded our general in his right breast Then out of his breast living blood did flow Like any fountain, like any fountain Till all us men were filled with woe Here's a hundred guineas all in bright gold Take it and part it, for my blood runs cold And use your soldiers as you did before Your soldiers own, your soldiers own And they will fight for evermore And when to England you do return Tell my friends that I am dead and gone Pray tell my tender old mother dear That I am dead O, that I am dead O And I shall never see her no more