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Sergeant, Where's Mine?

Billy Connolly
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I'm lying in bed, I'm in room twenty-six
Thinking of things that I've done
Like cleaning my boots and drinking with friends
And counting the medals of one

Oh sergeant, was this the adventure you meant
When I put my name down on the line
All your talk of computers, of sunshine and skis
I'm asking you, sergeant, where's mine

I've a brother in Glasgow with long curly hair
When I joined up he said I was mad
He said shooting at strangers just wasn't his game
Now I wish I had done what he said

Oh sergeant, was this the adventure you meant
When I put my name down on the line
All your talk of computers, of sunshine and skis
I'm asking you, sergeant, where's mine

I've learnt to put up with most things in my time
I can even put up with the pain
But what can you do with a gun in your hand
When you're facing a hundred young weans

Oh sergeant, was this the adventure you meant
When I put my name down on the line
All your talk of computers, of sunshine and skis
I'm asking you, sergeant, where's mine


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