Roll out the barrel...
we’ll have a barrel of fun
Bless 'em all...
the young and the short and the tall
Goodbye Dolly I must leave you...
though it breaks my heart to go
It’s a long way to Tipperary, it’s a long way to go...
it’s a long way to Tipperary, to sweetest girl I know.
John Brown’s body...
lies a-mouldering in the grave
Kiss Me Goodnight Sergeant Major...
tuck me in my little wooden bed
Underneath the lantern by the barrack gate...
darling I remember the way you used to wait
Pack up your troubles in your old kit bag...
and smile smile smile
There’s something about a soldier...
that is fine fine fine!
You must remember this, a kiss is just a kiss, a sigh is just a sigh...
The fundamental things apply as time goes by
Alouette, gentille alouette...
Alouette, je te plumerai
Mademoiselle from Armentieres, she hasn't been kissed...
for forty years Hinky, dinky, parley-voo
There was ham, ham mixed up in the jam...
in the quartermaster's store
Keep the home fires burning, while your hearts are yearning...
though your lads are far away, they dream of home
Wish me luck as you wave me goodbye...
cheerio, here I go, on my way
Won’t you come home Bill Bailey...
won’t you come home?
He’s the boogie woogie...
bugle boy of Company B
I’ve got a sixpence a jolly jolly sixpence...
I’ve got sixpence to last me all my life
Run rabbit run rabbit run run run, bang, bang, bang, bang...
goes the farmer’s gun, run rabbit run rabbit run run run
There’ll be blue birds over the white cliffs of Dover, tomorrow just you wait and see...
there’ll be love and laughter and peace ever after tomorrow when the world is free
We’ll meet again, don’t know where don’t know when...
but I know we’ll meet again some sunny day
Just a brown slouch hat with the side turned up and it means the world to me...
it’s the symbol of our nation, the land of liberty
I'll be with you in apple blossom time...
I'll be with you to change your name to mine
My old man said “Follow the van..."
"don’t dilly dally on the way”
I know a tear would glisten, if once more I could listen...
to that gang that sang "heart of my heart"
Hold your hand out naughty boy...
last night in the pale moonlight
The stars at night are big and bright...
deep in the heart of Texas
You’ve got to accentuate the positive, eliminate the negative
latch on to the affirmative, don’t mess with Mister In-Between
There were angels dining at the Ritz...
and a nightingale sang in Berkley Square
Don’t sit under the apple tree...
with anyone else but me
Drinkin' rum and Coca-Cola go down Point Koomahnah...
both mother and daughter workin' for the Yankee dollar
Saturday night is the loneliest night in the week
'cause that's the night that my sweetie and I used to dance cheek to cheek
Oh, give me land, lots of land...
under starry skies above, don't fence me in
All the nice girls love a sailor, all the nice girls love a tar...
for there’s something about a sailor (well you know what sailors are!)
Though we’re apart, you’re part of me still...
for you were my thrill on Blueberry Hill
Dinner in the diner, nothing could be finer...
than to have your ham andeggs in Carolina (Chattanooga Choo Choo song)
Anytime you’re Lambeth way...
any evening any day, you’ll find us all doing the Lambeth walk
Just let me hold your hand dear...
do do come and have a drink or two, down at the old Bull and Bush
For he’s the one who taught this happy heart of mine to fly...
….he wears a pair of silver wings
I saw the harbor lights they only told me we were parting...
the same old harbor lights that once brought you to me
The one with the waggley tail...
how much is that doggie in the window? I do hope that doggie's for sale
Here we are again, happy as can be...
all good pals and jolly good company
So long, it's been good to know yuh. This dusty old dust...
is a-gettin' my home, and I got to be driftin' along
I hate to leave you, but I really must say...
oh good night sweetheart, good night
Sleeping when it's raining, and sleeping when it's fine...
I hear the trains rattling by above,
pavement is my pillow
We’re gonna hang out the washing on the Siegfried line...
have you any dirty washing, mother dear?
Don't you cry when I'm gone, wear a smile and carry on...
till the lights of London shine again
It's a lovely day tomorrow, tomorrow is a lovely day...
come and feast your tear dimmed eyes, on tomorrow's clear blue skies
Take me back to dear old Blighty!...
put me on the train for London town!
Knees up Mother Brown, under the table...
you must go, Ee-aye, Ee-aye, Ee-aye oh