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i When I was a-stealin' 'cross the deep blue sea, Lawd, Ps worryin' with those submarines, Worryin' with those submarines, Hey, hey, hey, hey.
2 My home in the trenches, livin' in a big dugout, Lawd, my home in the trenches, livin' in a big dugout, Home in the trenches, livin' in a big dugout,
Hey, hey, hey, hey.
3 We went a-hikin' to the firing line.
"Uncle Sammy, hear your men's a-cryin'," (2) Hey, hey, hey, hey.
4 Raining here, stormin' on the sea, "Woman I love, honey, do write to me," (2) Hey, hey, hey, hey.
5 The women in France hollerin', "I no compris," Women in America hollerin', "Who wants me?" (2) Hey, hey, hey, hey.
6 We went a-hikin' to old Mount Sac hill,
Lawd, forty thousand soldiers called out to drill, (2) Hey, hey, hey, hey.
7 Uncle Sam sho' don't know I'm here, Uncle Sam sho' don't feel my care, (2) Hey, hey, hey, hey.
8 I went to Belgium, blowed my bugle horn,
Every time I blowed, motherless German gone, (2) Hey, hey, hey, hey.
9 We went to Berlin, went with all our will,
Lawd, if the whites don't get him, the niggers certainly will, (2) Hey, hey, hey, hey.
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