Far, far from Wipers, I long to be
Where German snipers can't get at me
Damp is my dugout, cold are my feet
Waiting for whizzbangs to send me to sleep

Sir! 5:00 ack-emma, sir
Press the attack immediately
Sir

If you want the old battalion
We know where they are
We know where they are
We know where they are
If you want the old battalion
We know where they are
They're hanging on the old barbed wirе
We've seen them, wе've seen them
Hanging on the old barbed wire
We've seen them, we've seen them
Hanging on the old barbed wire
We've seen them, we've seen them
Hanging on the old barbed wire
We've seen them, we've seen them
Hanging on the old barbed wire
We've seen them hanging on the old barbed wire