Poem - Edward Lording

When this bleedin' war is over

By Edward Lording

When this bleedin' war is over,

 Oh, how happy I shall be;

 When I get my civvie clothes on,

 No more soldiering for me.

 Now the bleedin' war is over,

 Oh, how happy was I there;

 Now old Fritz and I have parted,

 Life's one everlasting care.

 No more estaminets to sing in,

 No ma'moiselles to make me gay;

 Civvie life's a bleedin' failure,

 I was happy yesterday.

 Now I've got my civvie clothes on,

 Oh, how happy I shall be;

 When I get my devil's tail on,

 No more civvie life for me.

 Only one more operation,

 Only one more pension day;

 Ere I hop across the sand-bags,

 Where old soldiers fade away.

 When in Hell I join my cobbers,

 Oh, how happy I shall be;

 Heaping coals upon the blighters

 Who have dished it out to me.

 Feeding brimstone to the Kaiser,

 Oh, how happy I shall be;

 When the War Lords get their issue,

 No more hell on earth for me."