Jones 32 put on your boots
Put on your boots and get on the gun
Jones 32 put on your boots
Or be put on a stretcher and left for the Hun
The captain is calling and so is the drum
Paschendale’s falling there’s nowhere to run
There won’t be a dawn left to shoot you old chum.
Now put on your boots and get on the gun.
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