Boots
RY
We're foot—slog—slog—slog—sloggin' over Africa —Foot—foot—foot—foot—sloggin' over Africa —(Boots—boots—boots—boots—movin' up an' down again!) There's no discharge in the war!
Seven—six—eleven—five—nine-an'-twenty mile to-day —Four—eleven—seventeen—thirty-two the day before —(Boots—boots—boots—boots—movin' up an' down again!) There's no discharge in the war!
Don't—don't—don't—don't—look at what's in front of you.(Boots—boots—boots—boots—movin' up an' down again);
Men—men—men—men—men go mad with watchin' em, An' there's no discharge in the war!
Try—try—try—try—to think o' something different —Oh—my—God—keep—me from goin' lunatic!(Boots—boots—boots—boots—movin' up an' down again!) There's no discharge in the war!
Count—count—count—count—the bullets in the bandoliers.
If—your—eyes—drop—they will get atop o' you!(Boots—boots—boots—boots—movin' up an' down again) — There's no discharge in the war!
We—can—stick—out—'unger, thirst, an' weariness,
But—not—not—not—not the chronic sight of 'em —Boot—boots—boots—boots—movin' up an' down again, An' there's no discharge in the war!'Taint—so—bad—by—day because o' company,
But night—brings—long—strings—o' forty thousand
Boots—boots—boots—boots—movin' up an' down again. There's no discharge in the war!
I—'ave—marched—six—weeks in 'Ell an'
It—is—not—fire—devils, dark, or anything,
But boots—boots—boots—boots—movin' up an' down again, An' there's no discharge in the war!
In order to encourage comments on the poetry rather than the song we offer this information.
A reprint of the original sheet music to Boots for solo voice (also apparently available for male chorus) by Peter Dawson (J.
P.
Call) is published by Faber Music Ltd. in England, and is available through FM Distribution
TD at +44 (0) 1279 82 89 89 ().
A phenomenal recording of Boots by the great American baritone Leonard Warren is included in "Leonard Warren:
Opera Arias and Concert Songs" and is available on
VD from .
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Rudyard Kipling
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