Come this way, don't go that way.
Song
1. Come this way, don't go that way,
There's a better way this way than that way,
This way is the rose street,
The footpath of the lads.
2. Yellow-legged lark,
Don't come to my window crying.
Don't come to my window crying,
I'm meant to be a soldier.
3. It's not good to be a soldier,
Because they give you little to eat.
That fried soup is little, little,
For a soldier, but it's bitter.
There's a better way this way than that way,
This way is the rose street,
The footpath of the lads.
2. Yellow-legged lark,
Don't come to my window crying.
Don't come to my window crying,
I'm meant to be a soldier.
3. It's not good to be a soldier,
Because they give you little to eat.
That fried soup is little, little,
For a soldier, but it's bitter.