I'll sing you a song and it's not very long
It's about a young man who never did wrong;
Suddenly he died one day
The reason why, no one would say
He was tall and long and his arms were strong
And this is the strange part of my song;
He was always well from foot to head
And then one day they found him dead
They found him dead so I've been told
His eyes were closed, his heart was cold;
Only one clue to why he died -
A bayonet sticking in his side