NG along together, lads ; we'll have a little song,
Kits won't be so heavy and the way won't be so long
We're goin' to cook " the Sossiges," to cook 'em hot and strong While we go marching to Germany
Chorus Hurrah, hurrah,...
Devine came back the other day
We'd planned a great home-comin'
No long trombone we had to play, No fine, heroic drummin'
With two sticks and a milk-can Borne Put up a martial clatter,
My eyes catch ruddy
Sturdily pressed back -All a red brick moving glint
Like flaming pendulums,
Swing across the khaki -Mustard-coloured khaki -To the automatic feet