Gee, Ma, I Want To Go Home
Anonymous
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| GEE, MA, I WANT TO GO HOME The coffee that they give us, They say is mighty fine, It's good for cuts and bruises And tastes like iodine. I don't want no more of army life, Gee, ma, I want to go home The biscuits that they give us, They say are mighty fine, One fell off a table And killed a pal of mine. I don't want no more of army life, Gee, ma, I want to go home The clothes that they give us, They say are mighty fine, Me and my buddy, Can both fit into mine. I don't want no more of army life, Gee, ma, I want to go home They treat us all like monkeys And make us stand in line, They give you fifty dollars a month And take back forty-nine. I don't want no more of army life, Gee, ma, I want to go home The girls at the service club They say are mighty fine, Most are over eighty And the rest are under nine. I don't want no more of army life, Gee, ma, I want to go home | GEE, MA, I WANT TO GO HOME They say that in the Army The food is mighty fine A bean rolled off the table And killed a pal of mine! Oh, I don't want no more of Army life Gee Ma, I wanna go Back to Ontario Gee Ma, I wanna go home! They say that in the army The girls are mighty fine I asked for Betty Grable They gave me Frankenstein! Oh, I don't want no more of Army life Gee Ma, I wanna go Back to Ontario Gee Ma, I wanna go home! They say that in the army The booze is mighty fine I asked for Scotch-n-Soda They gave me turpentine! Oh, I don't want no more of Army life Gee Ma, I wanna go Back to Ontario Gee Ma, I wanna go home! |
