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 If you're cast for fatigue by a sergeant unkind, Don't grouse like a woman nor crack on nor blind; Be handy and civil, and then you will find That it's beer for the young British soldier. Beer, beer, beer for the soldier. ..

Now, if you must marry, take care she is old A troop-sergeant's widow's the nicest, I'm told, For beauty won't help if your rations is cold, Nor love ain't enough for a soldier. 'Nough, 'nough, 'nough for a soldier. ..

If the wife should go wrong with a comrade, be loth To shoot when you catch 'em you'll swing, on my oath! Make 'im take 'er and keep 'er: that's Hell for them both. An' you're shut o' the curse of a soldier. Curse, curse, curse of a soldier. ..

When first under fire an' you're wishful to duck Don't look nor take 'eed at the man that is struck. Be thankful you're livin', and trust to your luck And march to your front like a soldier. Front, front, front like a soldier. ..

When 'arf of your bullets fly wide in the ditch, Don't call your Martini a cross-eyed old bitch; She's human as you are you treat her as sich, An' she'll fight for the young British soldier. Fight, fight, fight for the soldier. ..

When shakin' their bustles like ladies so fine, The guns o' the enemy wheel into line, Shoot low at the limbers an' don't mind the shine, For noise never startles the soldier. Start-, start-, startles the soldier. ..