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THAT DAY

It got beyond all orders an' it got beyond all 'ope;
It got to shammin' wounded an' retirin' from the 'alt.
'Ole companies was lookin' for the nearest road to slope;
It were just a bloomin' knock-out—an' our fault!


Now there ain't no chorus 'ere to give,
Nor there ain't no band to play;
An I wish I was dead 'fore I done what I did,
Or seen what I seed that day!


We was sick o' bein' punished, an' we let 'em know it, too;

An' a company-commander up an' 'it us with a sword,

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