Buy us a pint mate
Coz I'm off to the Stan
18 tomorrow
That makes me a man
Aint no jobs in this town
I’ve tried all that I can
The careers sergeant was brilliant
He’s an Accrington man
I’m now in the Marines
The point of the spear
So go on mate
Buy us a beer
When I come home in eight months
The beers will be on me
Il wear my green beret
Il be easy to see.
© Tony McNally
Optimism.
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