Oh! Oh! Oh! It's a Lovely War!



Up to your waist in water,

Up to your eyes in slush,

Using the kind of language

That makes the sergeants blush;

Who wouldn't join the army,

That's what we all enquire,

Don't we pity the poor civilians

Sitting beside the fire ?



Chorus:

Oh! Oh! Oh! It's a lovely war,

Who wouldn't be a soldier, eh ?

Oh, it's a shame to take the pay.



As soon as reveille has gone

We feel just as heavy as lead,

But we never get up till the sergeant

Brings our breakfast up to bed.

What do you want with eggs and ham

When you've got plum and apple jam ?

Form fours! Right turn!

How shall we spend the money we earn ?



Chorus



When does a soldier grumble ?

When does a soldier make a fuss ?

No one is more contented

In all the world than us.

Oh, it's a cushy life, boys,

Really, we love it so;

Once a fellow was sent on leave

And simply refused to go.



Chorus



Come to the cook-house door, boys,

Sniff at the lovely stew,

Who is it says the colonel

Gets better grub than you ?

Any complaints this morning?

Do we complain ? Not we.

What's the matter with lumps of onion

Floating around the tea ?



Chorus



From Shay, Pious Friends and Drunken Companions

WW1 song

@soldier @army @war

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