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SHILLIN’ A DAY
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When we rode Hell-for-leather
Both squadrons together,
That didn’t care whether we lived or we died.
But it’s no use desparin’, my wife must go charin’
An’ me commissairin’ the pay-bills to better,
So if me you be’old
In the wet and the cold,
By the Grand Metropold won’t you give me a letter?
(Full Chorus.) Give ’im a letter—
(Full Chorus.)  Can’t do no better
(Full Chorus.)  Late Troop-Sergeant Major an’—runs with a letter!
(Full Chorus.)  Think what ’e’s been,
(Full Chorus.)  Think what ’e’s seen,
(Full Chorus.)  Think of his pension an’
(Full Chorus.)  Gawd Save The Queen!