Oh! What A Lovely War Page #4

'Whenever it stops,

we hear the wounded crying out

'from all over the woods.

'Two or three men go mad every night.

'I feel a great pity

'for many of the civilian population

who have lost everything.

'But they hate us.

One of them fired at us.

'He was immediately taken out...

'Taken out and shot.

'Yesterday, we were ordered to attack

the enemy flank

'in a forest of beeches,

'but the enemy gunner saw us first

and opened fire.

'The casualties on both sides

were truly terrible.'

Are we downearted?

No!

So let your voices ring

and all together sing

Are we downearted?

No!

Not while Britannia rules the waves

Not likely

While we have Jack upon the sea

And Tommy on the land we needrt fret

It's a long, long way to Tipperary

But we're not downearted yet

Are we downearted?

No!

So let your voices ring

and all together sing

Are we downearted?

No!

Not while Britannia rules the waves

Not likely

While we have Jack upon the sea

And Tommy on the land we needrt fret

It's a long, long way to Tipperary

But we're not downearted

yet

We watched you playing cricket

and every kind of game

At football, golf and polo

you men have made your name

But now your country calls you

to play your part in war

And no matter what befalls you

We shall love you all the more

So come and join the forces

as your fathers did before

Oh, we don't want to lose you

But we think you ought to go

For your king and your country

Both need you so

We shall want you and miss you

But with all our might and main

We shall cheer you, thank you, kiss you

When you come back again

Oh, we don't want to lose you

But we think you ought to go

For your king and your country

Both need you so

We shall want you and miss you

But with all our might and main

We shall cheer you, thank you, kiss you

When you come back again

The Army and the Navy need attention

The outlook isn't healthy, you'll admit

But I have a perfect dream

of a new recruiting scheme

Which I think is absolutely it

If only other girls would do as I do

I believe that we could manage it alone

For I turn all suitors from me

But the sailor and the Tommy

I've an army and a navy of my own

On Sunday I walk out with a soldier

Monday I'm taken by a tar

Tuesday I'm out with a baby Boy Scout

On Wednesday a hussar

On Thursday I gang oot wi' a Scottie

On Friday the Captain of the crew

But on Saturday, I'm willing

if you'll only take the shilling

To make a man of any one of you

I teach the tenderfoot

to face the powder

That gives an added lustre to my skin

And I show the raw recruit

how to give a chaste salute

So when I'm presenting arms

he's falling in

It makes you almost proud

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