A soldier's life is sad
Whether he's drunk or sober
Whether he's half seas over
Whether he's good or bad
A soldier's life is sad.
From the city or from the farm
The army will see that you come to no harm.
They'll feed you and clothe you and give you a bed,
Bloody big boots as heavy as lead.
All these things free, boys, there's nothing to pay,
They'll even give you five bob a day.
A soldier's life is sad
Whether he's drunk or sober
Whether he's half seas over
Whether he's good or bad
A soldier's life is sad.
From the factory or the school,
They'll welcome the genius and the fool;
The more you know, the less your fun,
You don't need brains to carry a gun;
And if your luck turns out to be bad,
There's a ten bob pension they'll send to your dad.
A soldier's life is sad
Whether he's drunk or sober
Whether he's half seas over
Whether he's good or bad
A soldier's life is sad.
Whether he's drunk or sober
Whether he's half seas over
Whether he's good or bad
A soldier's life is sad.
From the city or from the farm
The army will see that you come to no harm.
They'll feed you and clothe you and give you a bed,
Bloody big boots as heavy as lead.
All these things free, boys, there's nothing to pay,
They'll even give you five bob a day.
A soldier's life is sad
Whether he's drunk or sober
Whether he's half seas over
Whether he's good or bad
A soldier's life is sad.
From the factory or the school,
They'll welcome the genius and the fool;
The more you know, the less your fun,
You don't need brains to carry a gun;
And if your luck turns out to be bad,
There's a ten bob pension they'll send to your dad.
A soldier's life is sad
Whether he's drunk or sober
Whether he's half seas over
Whether he's good or bad
A soldier's life is sad.
Contributed by Bernart Bartleby - 2015/7/17 - 14:19
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