MARCHING TO GERMANY.

Manawatu Standard, Volume XLI, Issue 9988, 26 January 1915, Page 6

MARCHING TO GERMANY.

(To the tune of Marching Through Georgia.) Swing along together, lade, we'll have a little song. Kits won't be so heavy arid the way won't be so long, We're goin' to cook "the Sossigee," to oook 'em hot and strong — While we go marching to Germany. Chorus. Hurrah, Hurrah, for Berlin, on the Spree. Hurrah. Hurrah, there's "Sossiges" for tea. We're out to catch the Kaiser and to bring him to his knee. While we go marching to Germany. How the' girls all love us as they see us marching by! Some of them are saucy ones, and some of them are shy. Guess they know we're cold and wet to keep them warm and dry, While we go marching to Germany. Chorus. What about the slacker chaps, who look before they leap ? Lads who like to save their skins and have" their proper sleep, Let them put on petticoats and feel a little' cheap, ' j Vi hile we go marching to Germany. Chorus. Britain's little army can be swept aside like bluff; That, s tho Kaiser's fairy t^e—we'll give the beggars snuff; Rattle 'em and bustle 'em, and make 'em shout "Enough!" While we go marching to Germany. While we go marching to Germany. Hurrah, hurrah, for Berlin on the Spree, Hurrah, hurrah, there's "Sossiges" for tea. We're out to catch the Kaiser and to bring him to his knee, While we go marching to Germany. —Jessie Pope, in the Daily Mail.