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

This page has been proofread, but needs to be validated.
185
BELTS

'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!