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AFTER THE WAR
When I come back to England,
And times of Peace come round, I'll surely have a shilling,
And maybe have a pound. I'll walk the whole town over,
And who shall say me nay, For I'm a British soldier
With a British soldier's pay.
I only joined for fun, Never joined for profit—
The Army pay is good,
But, God! there's little of it. |
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