Cm
when i was young , i used to be ,
A#
as fine a man as ever you’d see ,
Cm
’til the prince of wales , he said to me ,
Fm Cm
come and join the british army .
( it’s the same through out the rest of the song . )
too – ra loo – ra loo – ra loo ,
they’re lookin’ for monkeys up in the zoo ,
and since when have i had a face like you?
i’d join the british army .
sarah comden baked a cake ,
it’s all for poor old slattery’s sake ,
she threw meself into the lake ,
pretendin’ i was balmy .
too – ra loo – ra loo – ra loo ,
i’ve made me mind up what to do ,
now i’ll work me ticket home to you ,
and * pfft * the british army .
sergeant heeley went away ,
and his wife got in the family way ,
and the only words that she could say ,
was blame the british army .
too – ra loo – ra loo – ra loo ,
me curse upon the labour blue ,
that took me darlin’ boy from me ,
to join the british army .
corporal sheen’s a turn o’ the ’bout ,
just give him a couple o’ jars o’ stout ,
he’ll bake the enemy with his mouth ,
and save the british army .
too – ra loo – ra loo – ra loo ,
i’ve made me mind up what to do ,
now i’ll work me ticket home to you ,
and * fxxk * the british army .
Cm
when i was young , i used to be ,
A#
as fine a man as ever you’d see ,
Cm
’til the prince of wales , he said to me ,
Fm Cm
come and join the british army .
( it’s the same through out the rest of the song . )
too – ra loo – ra loo – ra loo ,
they’re lookin’ for monkeys up in the zoo ,
and since when have i had a face like you?
i’d join the british army .
sarah comden baked a cake ,
it’s all for poor old slattery’s sake ,
she threw meself into the lake ,
pretendin’ i was balmy .
too – ra loo – ra loo – ra loo ,
i’ve made me mind up what to do ,
now i’ll work me ticket home to you ,
and * pfft * the british army .
sergeant heeley went away ,
and his wife got in the family way ,
and the only words that she could say ,
was blame the british army .
too – ra loo – ra loo – ra loo ,
me curse upon the labour blue ,
that took me darlin’ boy from me ,
to join the british army .
corporal sheen’s a turn o’ the ’bout ,
just give him a couple o’ jars o’ stout ,
he’ll bake the enemy with his mouth ,
and save the british army .
too – ra loo – ra loo – ra loo ,
i’ve made me mind up what to do ,
now i’ll work me ticket home to you ,
and * fxxk * the british army .
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