Salonika

Oh, my husband's in Salonika
I wonder if he's dead
I wonder if he know's he's got
A kid with a foxy head

So right away, so right away
So right away, Salonika, right away, me soldier boy

And when the war is over
What will the soldiers do?
They'll be hobblin' about on a leg and a half
While us slackers, we'll have two

So right away, so right away
So right away, Salonika, right away, me soldier boy

And when the war is over
What will the slackers do?
They'll be all around the soldiers
For to loan 'em a bob or two

So right away, so right away
So right away, Salonika, right away, me soldier boy

For they tax the ...
And they tax the....
With all their bloody taxes
They can beat the bloody huns

So right away, so right away
So right away, Salonika, right away, me soldier boy

For they tax the coliseum
And they tax St. Mary's Hall
Why don't they tax the bobbies
With their backs against the wall

So right away, so right away
So right away, Salonika, right away, me soldier boy

There's .... in the parlor
And in the kitchen too
There's .....
That we got from.....
So right away, so right away
So right away, Salonika, right away, me soldier boy

And when the war is over
What will the soldiers do?
For every kid in America
In Cork there will be two

So right away, so right away
So right away, Salonika, right away, me soldier boy

For they takes us out to Blarney
And they lays us on the grass
They puts us in a family way
And leaves us on our ass

So right away, so right away
So right away, Salonika, right away, me soldier boy

So never marry a soldier,
A sailor, or a marine
But keep your eye on the.... boy
With his Orange, White, and Green

So right away, so right away
So right away, Salonika, right away, me soldier boy

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