Salonika

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W:Oh, me husband's in Salonika and I wonder if he's dead,
W:And I wonder if he knows he has a kid with a foxy head,
W:So right away, so right away,
W:So right away Salonika, right away me soldier boy.
W:
W:When the war is over what will the slackers do?
W:They'll be all around the soldiers for the loan of a bob or two,
W:So right away, so right away,
W:So right away Salonika, right away me soldier boy.
W:
W:And when the war is over what will the soldiers do?
W:They'll be walking around with a leg and a half, and the slackers they'll have two,
W:So right away, so right away,
W:So right away Salonika, right away me soldier boy.
W:
W:[Well first they tax the sugar, and then they tax the tae,
W:And then they brought conscription and took my man away,
W:So right away, so right away,
W:So right away Salonika, right away me soldier boy.]
W:
W:They taxed the pound of butter and they taxed the ha'penny bun,
W:And still with all their taxes they can't beat the bloody Hun,
W:So right away, so right away,
W:So right away Salonika, right away me soldier boy.
W:
W:They taxed the Coliseum and they taxed St. Mary's Hall.
W:Why don't they tax the bobbies with their backs against the wall?
W:So right away, so right away,
W:So right away Salonika, right away me soldier boy.
W:
W:When the war is over what will the slackers do?
W:For every kid in America, in Cork there will be two,
W:So right away, so right away,
W:So right away Salonika, right away me soldier boy.
W:
W:They takes us out to blarney and they lays us on the grass,
W:They puts us in the family way and they leaves us on our arse,
W:So right away, so right away,
W:So right away Salonika, right away me soldier boy.
W:
W:There's lino in the parlour and in the kitchen too,
W:And a lovely glass back chiffonier we got from Dickie Drew,
W:So right away, so right away,
W:So right away Salonika, right away me soldier boy.
W:
W:Oh, never marry a soldier, a sailor, or a marine,
W:But keep your eye on the Sinn Fein boy with his yellow, white and green,
W:So right away, so right away,
W:So right away Salonika, right away me soldier boy.