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Rh Faces of pals in homeburg,

Voices of women folk,

Verses you learnt in school days

Pop up in the mist and smoke

As you stand there grippin' that rifle,

A-starin', and chilled to the bone,

Wonderin' and wonderin' and wonderin',

Just thinkin' there—all alone!

When will the war be over?

When will the gang break through?

What will the U. S. look like?

What will there be to do?

Where will the Boches be then?

Who will have married Nell?

When's that relief a-comin' up?

Gosh! But this thinkin's hell!

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