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I love music and I know the words to songs that would probably surprise most people who know me but I don’t know singers’ names or groups…well not a lot of them. So I wanted to participate this week and googled words to find a song. This is what I found……
https://www.lyrics.com/lyric/15712045
They say there's a troopship just leaving bombay, bound for old blighty shore Heavily laden with time expired men, bound for the land they adore. There's many an airman just finishing his time, there's many a twerp signing on. You'll get no promotion this side of the ocean, so cheer up my lads, bless 'em all. Bless em all, bless em all, the long and the short and the tall Bless all the sergeants and w. o. ones, Bless all the corp'rals and their blinkin sons, 'Cause we're saying goodbye to them all, as back to their billets they crawl You'll get no promotion this side of the ocean, so cheer up my lads, bless 'em all They say if you work hard you'll get better pay We've heard all that before Clean up your buttons and polish your boots Scrub out the barrack room floor There's many a rookie has taken it in, hook line and sinker an 'all You'll get no promotion this side of the ocean So cheer up my lads bless 'em all. Bless 'em all, bless 'em all, the long and the short and the tall, Bless all the sergeants and w. o. ones, Bless all the corp'rals and their blinkin sons, 'cos we're saying goodbye to them all, as back to their billets they crawl You'll get no promotion this side of the ocean, so cheer up my lads, bless'em all Now they say that the sergeant's a very nice chap, oh what a tale to tell. Ask him for leave on a Saturday night and he'll pay your fare home as well. There's many an airman has blighted his life through writing rude words on the wall You'll get no promotion this side of the ocean So cheer up my lads bless 'em all Bless 'em all, bless 'em all, the long and the short and the tall, Bless all the sergeants and w. o. ones, Bless all the corp'rals and their blinkin sons, 'Cause we're saying goodbye to them all, as back to their billets they crawl You'll get no promotion this side of the ocean, so cheer up my lads, bless'em all Nobody knows what a twerp you have been, so cheer up my lads bless 'em all
