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You ‘avn’t got no brothers, fathers, sisters, wives, or sons—
If you want to win your battles take an’ work your bloomin’ guns!

     Down in the Infantry, nobody cares;
     Down in the Cavalry, Colonel ’e swears;
     But down in the lead with the wheel at the flog
     Turns the bold Bombardier to a little whipped dog!