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BARRACK-ROOM BALLADS
    It’s the same with dogs an’ men,
    If you’d make ’em come again
   Clap ’em forward with a Loo! loo! Lulu! Loot!
(ff) Whoopee! Tear ’im, puppy! Loo! loo! Lulu!
      Loot! loot! loot!

If you’ve knocked a nigger edgeways when ’e’s thrustin’ for your life,
You must leave ’im very careful where ’e fell;
An’ may thank your stars an’ gaiters if you didn’t feel ’is knife
That you ain’t told off to bury ’im as well.
Then the sweatin’ Tommies wonder as they spade the beggars under
Why lootin’ should be entered as a crime;
So if my song you’ll ’ear, I will learn you plain an’ clear
’Ow to pay yourself for fightin’ overtime
   (Chorus.) With the loot, etc.

Now remember when you’re ’acking round a gilded Burma god
That ’is eyes is very often precious stones;