THE JACKET
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Then we give 'em quarter—such as 'adn't up and cut
('Orse Gunners, listen to my song!),
An' the Captain stood a limberful of fizzy—somethin' Brutt,
But we didn't leave it fizzing very long.
For the Captain, etc.
We might ha' been court-martialled, but it all come out all right
When they signalled us to join the main command.
There was every round expended, there was every gunner tight,
An' the Captain waved a corkscrew in 'is 'and
But the Captain 'ad 'is jacket, etc.
