The Soldiering Life

Ambling madly all over the town
 The call to arms you likened to a whisper
 I likened to a radio
 You were a brickbat, a Bowery tough, so rough
 They culled you from a cartoon
 Pulled out of your pantaloons
 But you
 My brother in arms
 I'd rather I'd lose my limbs
 Than let you come to harm
 But you
 My bombazine doll
 The bullets may singe your skin
 And the mortars may fall
 But I
 I never felt so much life
 Than tonight
 Huddled in the trenches
 Gazing on the battlefield
 Our rifles blaze away
 We blaze away, oh
 Corporal Bradley of regiment five
 In proud array standing by the bathing
 Soldiers and the stevedores
 We laid on the mattress and tumbled to sleep
 Our eyes aligned, swaddled in our civvies
 Cradled in our dungarees
 But you
 My brother in arms
 I'd rather I'd lose my limbs
 Than let you come to harm
 But you
 My bombazine doll
 The bullets may singe your skin
 And the mortars may fall
 But I
 I never felt so much life
 Than tonight
 Huddled in the trenches
 Gazing on the battlefield
 Our rifles blaze away
 We blaze away, oh
 We blaze away, oh
 We blaze away, oh