| Jack Dunn, son of a gun, over in France today,
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| Keeps fit doing his bit up to his eyes in clay.
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| Each night after a fight to pass the time along,
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| Take me back to dear old Blighty!
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| Put me on the train for London town!
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| Take me over there,
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| Drop me ANYWHERE,
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| Liverpool, Leeds, or Birmingham, well, I don’t care!
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| I should love to see my best girl,
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| Cuddling up again we soon should be,
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| WHOA!!!
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| Tiddley iddley ighty,
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| Hurry me home to Blighty,
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| Blighty is the place for me!
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| Bill Spry, started to fly, up in an aeroplane,
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| In France, taking a chance, wish’d he was down again.
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| Poor Bill, feeling so ill, yell’d out to Pilot Brown:
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| «Steady a bit, yer fool! |
| we’re turning upside down!»
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| Take me back to dear old Blighty!
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| Put me on the train for London town!
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| Take me over there,
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| Drop me ANYWHERE,
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| Liverpool, Leeds, or Birmingham, well, I don’t care!
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| I should love to see my best girl,
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| Cuddling up again we soon should be,
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| WHOA!!!
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| Tiddley iddley ighty,
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| Hurry me home to Blighty,
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| Blighty is the place for me!
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| Jack Lee, having his tea, says to his pal MacFayne,
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| «Look, chum, apple and plum! |
| it’s apple and plum again!
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| Same stuff, isn’t it rough? |
| fed up with it I am!
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| Oh! |
| for a pot of Aunt Eliza’s raspb’ry jam!»
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| Take me back to dear old Blighty!
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| Put me on the train for London town!
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| Take me over there,
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| Drop me ANYWHERE,
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| Liverpool, Leeds, or Birmingham, well, I don’t care!
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| I should love to see my best girl,
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| Cuddling up again we soon should be,
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| WHOA!!!
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| Tiddley iddley ighty,
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| Hurry me home to Blighty,
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| Blighty is the place for me!
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| One day Mickey O’Shea stood in a trench somewhere,
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| So brave, having a shave, and trying to part his hair.
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| Mick yells, dodging the shells and lumps of dynamite:
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| «Talk of the Crystal Palace on a Firework night!»
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| Take me back to dear old Blighty!
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| Put me on the train for London town!
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| Take me over there,
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| Drop me ANYWHERE,
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| Liverpool, Leeds, or Birmingham, well, I don’t care!
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| I should love to see my best girl,
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| Cuddling up again we soon should be,
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| WHOA!!!
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| Tiddley iddley ighty,
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| Hurry me home to Blighty,
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| Blighty is the place for me! |