Boozing
What do you think I've been doing all day?
Boozing, bloody well boozing!
And how do you think I've been spending my pay?
Boozing, bloody well boozing!
Don't argue the point, 'cause you know I'm not right.
Don't tell me I'm wrong, 'cause you know I can't fight.
Where would you like me to take you tonight,
Boozing, bloody well boozing!
cho: Boozing, boozing, when we are dry.
Boozing, boozing, suits you and I.
Some does it open, but more on the sly
But all of us likes to go boozing!
And what are the joys of a poor married man?
Boozing, bloody well boozing!
What is he doing whenever he can?
Boozing, bloody well boozing!
He comes home at night and he gives his wife all
He goes out a-shopping, makes many a call
But what brings him home hanging on to a wall?
Boozing, bloody well boozing!
And what does the Salvation Army shoot down?
Boozing, bloody well boozing!
And what are they preaching in every town?
Boozing, bloody well boozing!
The stand on street corners, they rave and they shout,
They shout about things they know nothing about.
But what are they doing when the lights have gone out?
Boozing, bloody well boozing!
What are the joys of the Jolly Jack Tar ?
Boozing, bloody well boozing.
What are the joys of the bold sons of war ?
Boozing, bloody well boozing.
And what makes England the land of the free
And if another French war were to be
Where would you find all the bold RIC ?
Boozing, bloody well boozing.
[ Here's a slightly different version of the second verse. ]
What is the joy of the labouring man ?
Boozing, bloody well boozing.
What is he doing whenever he can ?
Boozing, bloody well boozing.
Comes home on a Saturday gives his wife all
She goes to the market makes many a call
What brings her home clinging on to the wall ?
Boozing, bloody well boozing.
