En Repos And Elsewhere Over There
Purchase of this book includes free trial access to www.million-books.com where you can read more than a million books for free. This is an OCR edition with typos. Excerpt from book: It's not a pleasant job they 've got, With textit{blesses and with textit{morts, But for all they 're not the fighters, They 're a dead game bunch of sports. When all are in the textit{abris, and The shells are falling thick, And a 'phone call says there's wounded They go out without a kick. And if they 're shelling still, they just Pull down their lids of tin, And go where the poor devil fell, And try to bring him in. Oh, more than once it's happened They 're themselves among the textit{marts â?? But they grin and shrug their shoulders, Like a dead game bunch of sports. It's not a joyous job to go Out into No Man's Land, But when there's wounded, they are there To try and lend a hand. Their job most always takes them where There's been a lot of harm, And the textit{obus 's no respecter of The red cross on
...the arm. Brancardiers Their job is endless, nasty work, But they don't get out of sorts, And the fighters all respect 'em, As they 're fearless, dead game sports!CONVOY There 's a lure in the summer landscape When we 've done our work at the line, When we 've finished with gas and bullets, And the textit{obus1 drawn-out whine. It's then that the Highways start calling, And the greening fields of France, And the yearning is strong to go rolling along In a convoy of Ambulance. textit{So crank the ventures up, my boys! textit{Make the old line twenty long; textit{Let the Flivver staff car lead it textit{And the camion tail the throng. textit{Then, as grey car follows grey car, textit{We will roll off free and gay, textit{In convoy, in convoy, textit{Down along the Grand Highway ! When we 're up at the front on duty, We work as the wounded come in; And it's not a life the most pleasant...
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