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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=343975" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Driver Smith</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Twas Driver Smith of Battery A was anxious to see a fight; <br>He thought of the Transvaal all the day, he thought of it all the night -- <br>"Well, if the battery's left behind, I'll go to the war," says he, <br>"I'll go a-driving and ambulance in the ranks of the A.M.C. <br>"I'm fairly sick of these here parades -- it's want of a change that kills -- <br>A-charging the Randwick Rifle Range and aiming at Surry Hills. <br>And I think if I go with the ambulance I'm certain to find a show, <br>For they have to send the Medical men wherever the troops can go. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">"Wherever the rifle bullets flash and the Maxims raise a din, <br>It's here you'll find the Medical men a-raking the wounded in -- <br>A-raking 'em in like human flies -- and a driver smart like me <br>Will find some scope for his extra skill in the ranks of the A.M.C." </div><div style="margin:10px 0">So Driver Smith he went to war a-cracking his driver's whip, <br>From ambulance to collecting base they showed him his regular trip. <br>And he said to the boys that were marching past, as he gave his whip a crack, <br>"You'll walk yourselves to the fight," says he -- "Lord spare me, I'll drive you back." </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Now the fight went on in the Transvaal hills for the half of a day or more, <br>And Driver Smith he worked his trip -- all aboard for the seat of war! <br>He took his load from the stretcher men and hurried 'em homeward fast <br>Till he heard a sound that he knew full well -- a battery rolling past. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">He heard the clink of the leading chains and the roll of the guns behind -- <br>He heard the crack of the drivers' whips, and he says to 'em, "Strike me blind, <br>I'll miss me trip with this ambulance, although I don't care to shirk, <br>But I'll take the car off the line today and follow the guns at work." </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then up the Battery Colonel came a-cursing 'em black in the face. <br>"Sit down and shift 'e,, you drivers there, and gallop 'em into place." <br>So off the Battery rolled and swung, a-going a merry dance, <br>And holding his own with the leading gun goes Smith with his ambulance. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">They opened fire on the mountain side, a-peppering by and large, <br>When over the hill above their flank the Boers came down at the charge; <br>They rushed the guns with a daring rush, a-volleying left and right, <br>And Driver Smith and his ambulance moved up to the edge of the fight. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">The gunners stuck to their guns like men, and fought as the wild cats fight, <br>For a Battery man don't leave his gun with ever a hope in sight; <br>But the bullets sang and the Mausers cracked and the Battery men gave away, <br>Till Driver Smith with his ambulance drove into the thick of the fray. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">He saw the head of the Transvaal troop a-thundering to and fro, <br>A hard old face with a monkey beard -- a face that he seemed to know; <br>"Now who's that leader?" said Driver Smith. "I've seen him before today. <br>Why, bless my heart, but it's Kruger's self," and he jumped for him straight away. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">He collared old Kruger round the waist and hustled him into the van. <br>It wasn't according to stretcher drill for raising a wounded man; <br>But he forced him in and said, "All aboard, we're off for a little ride, <br>And you'll have the car to yourself," says he, "I reckon we're full inside." </div><div style="margin:10px 0">He wheeled his team on the mountain side and set 'em a merry pace, <br>A-galloping over the rocks and stones, and a lot of the Boers gave chase; <br>Bur Driver Smith had a fairish start, and he said to the Boers, "Good-day, <br>You have Buckley's chance for to catch a man that was trained in Battery A." </div><div style="margin:10px 0">He drove his team to the hospital bed and said to the P.M.O., <br>"Beg pardon, sir, but I missed the trip, mistaking the way to go; <br>And Kruger came to the ambulance and asked could we spare a bed, <br>So I fetched him here, and we'll take him home to show for a bob a head." </div><div style="margin:10px 0">So the word went round to the English troops to say they need fight no more, <br>For Driver Smith with his ambulance had ended the blooming war. <br>And in London now at the music halls he's starring it every night, <br>And drawing a hundred pounds a week to tell how he won the fight.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Andrew+Barton+Paterson">Andrew Barton Paterson</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=343975" data-title="Driver Smith de Andrew Barton Paterson" data-description="'Twas Driver Smith of Battery A was anxious to see a fight; He thought of the Transvaal all the day, he thought of it all the night -- "Well, if the battery's left behind, I'll go to the war," says he, "I'll go a-driving and ambu..."></div> </div> </div>
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