Half a brain half a brain,
Half a brain between them,
All in the valley of Spain
Rode the ten hunted:
"Forward, the Spanish Brigade!
Charge for the tables" he said:
Into the valley of Spain
Rode the ten hunted.
"Forward, the Spanish Brigade!"
Was there a man dismay"d ?
Not tho" the dealer knew
Some one had blunder"d:
Theirs not to make reply,
Theirs not to reason why,
Theirs but raise, call or die,
Into the valley of Spain
Rode the ten hunted.
Paulie to right of them,
Phil to left of them,
Technolog in front of them
Duke & Wee Man thunder"d;
Glen at cash and Petch on the bell,
Dawn, JP & Pables played and well,
Into the flops of Death,
Into the raises from Hell
Rode the ten hunted.
Flush"d all their cards bare,
Flush"d as they turn"d nowhere
Raising the eejits there,
Charging a casino while
All the world wonder"d:
Plunged in the cigarette-smoke
Right thro" the line they broke;
All inhabitants of Spain
Reel"d from the master-stroke,
Shatter"d & sunder"d.
Then they sat back, but not
Not the ten hunted.
Paulie to right of them,
Phil to left of them,
Technolog in front of them
Duke & Wee Man thunder"d;
Glen at cash and Petch on the bell,
Dawn, JP & Pables played and well,
Came thro" the jaws of Spain,
Back from the mouth of Hell,
All that was left of them,
Left of ten hunted.
When can their glory fade?
O the wild plays they made!
All the world wonder"d.
Honour the trip they made!
Honour the Spanish Brigade,
Noble ten hunted!
