I’m gunnery the 8th, I am.
Gunnery the 8th, I am, I am.
He’s buried in the ditch, he is.
Buried in the ditch he is, he is.
And every time I think about him there,
I recall that we’ve done this before.
There’s always another friend to take that place,
And this is all one big mistake.
I’m gunnery the 8th, I am.
Gunnery the 8th, I am, I am.
A wonderful parody: the rhythm is very jolly but the content deadly serious, found myself smiling and horrified.