Up to your waist in water,
Up to your eyes in slush,
Using the kind of language
That makes the sergeants blush
Who wouldn’t join the army?
That’s what we all enquire,
Don’t we pity the poor civilians
Sitting around the fire
Shame the film was terrible but the music is most excellent. Treat yoself to a perusal of the theatre programme from 1963 over here.




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