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American Ballads and Folk Songs
The officers get all the steak, And all we get is the belly-ache.
The general got a Croix de Guerre, The son-of-a-gun was never there.
An American soldier on the Rhine,
He kissed the women and drunk the wine.
The little marine fell in love with his nurse, He's taken her now for better or worse.
My Froggie girl was true to me,
She was true to me, she was true to you,
She was true to the whole damn army, too.
The Pretoria passed a ship today, For the ship was going the other way.
Where are the girls that used to swarm, About me in my uniform?
You might forget the gas and shell,
But you'll never forget the mademoiselle.
There's many and many a married man, Wants to go back to France again.
'Twas a hell of a war as we recall, But still 'twas better than none at all.