For Gawd’s sake don’t take me

Exaggerated marching beat (woomp, woomp, woomp woomp? and join in last 2/3 lines…)

Enjoy the humour, that’s an order!

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Perhaps you wonder what I am,
I will explain to you,
My conscience is the only thing,
That helps to pull me through.
Objection is a thing that I
Have studied thoroughly,
I don’t object to fighting Huns,
But should hate them fighting me.

Non-combatent battalions
Are fairly in my line
But the sergeant always hates me
And he calls me “Baby mine”,
But oh, I got so cross with him
I rose to the attack
And when he called me “Ethel”
I just called him “Beatrice” back!

Send out the Army and The Navy,
Send out the rank and file,
Send out the brave old Territorials
They’ll face the danger with a smile.
Send out the boys of the Old Brigade
Who made Old England free
Send out me brother, his sister and his mother
But for Gawd’s sake don’t send me.

We have a nasty officer,
He is a horrid brute,
Last Friday he was terse with me
‘Cos I did not salute.
But I cut him twice today,
Then he asked the reason please?
I said, “I thought, dear Captain,
That you still were cross with me.”

Send out the Army and The Navy,
Send out the rank and file,
Send out the brave old Territorials
They’ll face the danger with a smile.
Send out the boys of the Old Brigade
Who made Old England free
Send out the bakers, and the bloomin’ profit-makers
But for Gawd’s sake don’t send me. 

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