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British Pub SongsBLESS 'EM ALL

A troopships just leaving Bombay, bound for old Blighty shore
Heavily laden with time expired men, bound for the land they adore.
There's many an airman just finishing his time, there's many a twerp signing on.
You'll get no promotion this side of the ocean, so cheer up my lads, Bless 'em All.

Bless em All, Bless em All, the long and the short and the tall
Bless all the sergeants and W. O. ones,
Bless all the corp’rals and their blinkin sons,
'Cos we’re saying goodbye to them all, as back to their billets they crawl
You'll get no promotion this side of the ocean, so cheer up my lads, Bless 'em All

They say if you work hard you'll get better pay
We've heard all that before
Clean up your buttons and polish your boots
Scrub out the barrack room floor
There's many a rookie has taken it in, hook line and sinker an 'all
You'll get no promotion this side of the ocean
So cheer up my lads bless 'em all.

Bless 'em All, Bless 'em All, the long and the short and the tall,
Bless all the sergeants and W. O. ones,
Bless all the corp’rals and their blinkin sons,
'Cos we’re saying goodbye to them all, as back to their billets they crawl
You'll get no promotion this side of the ocean, so cheer up my lads, Bless'em All

Now they say that the Sergeant's a very nice chap, oh what a tale to tell.
Ask him for leave on a Saturday night and he'll pay your fare home as well.
There's many an airman has blighted his life through writing rude words on the wall
You'll get no promotion this side of the ocean
So cheer up my lads bless 'em all

Bless 'em All, Bless 'em All, the long and the short and the tall,
Bless all the sergeants and W. O. ones,
Bless all the corp’rals and their blinkin sons,
'Cos we’re saying goodbye to them all, as back to their billets they crawl
You'll get no promotion this side of the ocean, so cheer up my lads, Bless'em All
American Bar SongsCOCAINE BILL AND MORPHINE SUE

Cocaine Bill and Morphine Sue
Strolling down the avenue two by two.

Saying honey have a sniff have a sniff on me,
Honey have a sniff on me,

Said Sue to Bill: "It'll do no harm,
If we both just have a little shot in the arm."

Saying honey have a sniff have a sniff on me,
Honey have a sniff on me,

Said Bill to Sue: "I can't refuse,
'Cause there's no more kick in this darned ol' booze"

Saying honey have a sniff have a sniff on me,
Honey have a sniff on me,

So they walked down first and they turned up main,
Looking for a place they could buy cocaine.

Saying honey have a sniff have a sniff on me,
Honey have a sniff on me,

They came to a drugstore full of smoke,
Where they saw a little sign sayin' "No more coke"

Saying honey have a sniff have a sniff on me,
Honey have a sniff on me,

Now in the graveyard on the hill,
Lies the body of Cocaine Bill.

Saying honey have a sniff have a sniff on me,
Honey have a sniff on me,

And in a grave right by his side,
Lies the body of his cocaine bride.

Saying honey have a sniff have a sniff on me,
Honey have a sniff on me,

All o' you cokies is a-gonna be dead
If you don't stop a-sniffin that stuff in your head.

Saying honey have a sniff have a sniff on me,
Honey have a sniff on me,

Now where they went, no one can tell
It might have been heaven or it might have been ... SNIFF.”

Saying honey have a sniff have a sniff on me,
Honey have a sniff on me,
European Bar BalladsWILD ROVER

I've been a wild rover for many a year
And I spent all my money on whiskey and beer
Now I'm returning with gold in great store
Sure I never will play the wild rover no more

And it's no, nay, never,
No nay never no more,
Will I play the wild rover
No never no more

I went to an ale-house I used to frequent
And I told the landlady my money was spent.
I asked her for credit, she answered me "nay,
such custom as yours I can have any day."

And it's no, nay, never,
No nay never no more,
Will I play the wild rover
No never no more

I took from my pocket ten sovereigns bright
and the landlady's eyes opened wide with delight
She said "I have whiskey and wines of the best
and the words that I spoke they were only in jest."

And it's no, nay, never,
No nay never no more,
Will I play the wild rover
No never no more

I'll go back to me parents, and confess what I've done
and I'll ask them to pardon their prodigal son
And when they've caressed me as of'times before
Sure I never will play the wild rover no more.

And it's no, nay, never,
No nay never no more,
Will I play the wild rover
No never no more
Irish Pub SongsIT'S A LONG WAY TO TIPPERARY

Up to mighty London came
An Irish lad one day,
All the streets were paved with gold,
So everyone was gay!
Singing songs of Piccadilly,
Strand, and Leicester Square,
'Til Paddy got excited and
He shouted to them there:

It's a long way to Tipperary,
It's a long way to go.
It's a long way to Tipperary
To the sweetest girl I know!
Goodbye Piccadilly,
Farewell Leicester Square!
It's a long long way to Tipperary,
But my heart's right there.

Paddy wrote a letter
To his Irish Molly O',
Saying, "Should you not receive it,
Write and let me know!
If I make mistakes in "spelling",
Molly dear", said he,
"Remember it's the pen, that's bad,
Don't lay the blame on me".

It's a long way to Tipperary,
It's a long way to go.
It's a long way to Tipperary
To the sweetest girl I know!
Goodbye Piccadilly,
Farewell Leicester Square,
It's a long long way to Tipperary,
But my heart's right there.

Molly wrote a neat reply
To Irish Paddy O',
Saying, "Mike Maloney wants
To marry me, and so
Leave the Strand and Piccadilly,
Or you'll be to blame,
For love has fairly drove me silly,
Hoping you're the same!"

It's a long way to Tipperary,
It's a long way to go.
It's a long way to Tipperary
To the sweetest girl I know!
Goodbye Piccadilly,
Farewell Leicester Square,
It's a long long way to Tipperary,
But my heart's right there.

Extra wartime verse

That's the wrong way to tickle Mary,
That's the wrong way to kiss!
Don't you know that over here, lad,
They like it best like this!
Hooray pour le Francais!
Farewell, Angleterre!
We didn't know the way to tickle Mary,
But we learned how, over there!
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