(Infantry Columns) WE'RE FOOT -- slog -- slog -- slog -- sloggin' over Africa, Foot -- foot -- foot -- foot -- sloggin' over Africa -- (Boots -- boots -- boots -- boots -- movin' up and down again!) There's no discharge in the war! Seven -- six -- eleven -- five -- nine-an'-twenty mile to-day -- Four -- eleven -- seventeen -- thirty-two the day before -- (Boots -- boots -- boots -- boots -- movin' up and down again!) There's no discharge in the war! Don't -- don't -- don't -- don't -- look at what's in front of you. (Boots -- boots -- boots -- boots -- movin' up an' down again), Men -- men -- men -- men -- men go mad with watchin' 'em, An' there's no discharge in the war! Try -- try -- try -- try -- to think o' something different -- Oh -- my -- God -- keep -- me from goin' lunatic! (Boots -- boots -- boots -- boots -- movin' up an' down again!) There's no discharge in the war! Count -- count -- count -- count -- the bullets in the bandoliers. If -- your -- eyes -- drop -- they will get atop o' you. (Boots -- boots -- boots -- boots -- movin' up and down again) -- There's no discharge in the war! We -- can -- stick -- out -- 'unger, thirst, an' weariness, But -- not -- not -- not -- not the chronic sight of 'em -- Boots -- boots -- boots -- boots -- movin' up an' down again, An' there's no discharge in the war! 'Tain't -- so -- bad -- by -- day because o' company, But -- night -- brings -- long -- strings -- o' forty thousand million Boots -- boots -- boots -- boots -- movin' up an' down again. There's no discharge in the war! I -- 'ave -- marched -- six -- weeks in 'Ell an' certify It -- is -- not -- fire -- devils -- dark or anything, But boots -- boots -- boots -- boots -- movin' up an' down again, An' there's no discharge in the war! | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...OH YOU ARE COMING by SARA TEASDALE ODES: BOOK 1: ODE 11. ON LOVE - TO A FRIEND by MARK AKENSIDE FAREWELL by GUILLAUME APOLLINAIRE THE FROGS: THE RIVAL POETS by ARISTOPHANES THE ELDER WOMAN'S SONG: 2, FR. KING LEAR'S WIFE by GORDON BOTTOMLEY ON MR. CRUIKSHANK OF THE HIGH SCHOOL, EDINBURGH by ROBERT BURNS |