1.
Now is the time for marching, now let your hearts be gay,
Hark to the merry bugles sounding along our way.
So let your voices ring, my boys, and take the time from me,
And I’ll sing you a song as we march along of Sussex by the Sea.
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For we’re the men from Sussex, Sussex by the Sea,
We plough and sow and reap and mow, and useful men are we;
And when you go to Sussex, whoever you may be,
You may tell them all that we stand or fall for Sussex by the Sea.
‖: Oh Sussex, Sussex by the Sea! Good old Sussex by the Sea!
You may tell them all that we stand or fall for Sussex by the Sea. :‖
2.
Up in the morning early, start at the break of day;
March till the evening shadows tell us it’s time to stay.
We’re always moving on, my boys, so take the time from me,
And sing this song as we march along of Sussex by the Sea.
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3.
Sometimes your feet are weary, sometimes the way is long,
Sometimes the day is dreary, sometimes the world goes wrong;
But if you let your voices ring, your cares will fly away,
So we’ll sing a song as we march along of Sussex by the Sea.
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4.
Light is the love of a soldier, that’s what the ladies say;
Lightly he goes a-wooing, lightly he rides away.
In love and war we always are as fair as fair can be,
And a soldier boy is the ladies’ joy in Sussex by the Sea.
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5.
Far o’er the seas we wander, wide thro’ the world we roam;
Far from the kind hearts yonder, far from our dear old home;
But ne’er shall we forget, my boys, and true we’ll ever be
To the girls so kind that we left behind in Sussex by the Sea.
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