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 But when the men all marched to war, they cried to wife and maid, "Oh, never mind about the home, but save the export trade."

For it's women this and women that, and home's the place for you, But it's patriotic angels when there's outside work to do, There's outside work to do, my dears, there's outside work to do, It's patriotic angels when there's outside work to do.

We are not really senseless, and we are not angels, too, But very human beings, human just as much as you. It's hard upon occasions to be forceful and sublime When you're treated as incompetents three-quarters of the time.

But it's women this and women that, and woman's like a hen, But it's do the country's work alone, when war takes off the men,