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 have never felt so much light Than tonight, huddled in the trenches, Gazing on the battlefield. Our rifles blaze away. We blaze away. Oh Oh 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 civies 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 have never felt so much light Than tonight, huddled in the trenches, Gazing on the battlefield. Our rifles blaze away. We blaze away. Oh Oh Oh We blaze away. Oh Oh Oh We blaze away. Oh Oh Oh Oh We blaze away. Oh Oh Oh
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