c. 1917-1918, from the trenches in France
When de cannon balls a singin'|
And de mustard gas is low
If I sholey had my ruthers
Alabama's where I'd go.
|: Sittin' in de cotton
Where you don't give a damn,
Singin' whoa buck, whoa buck, whoa whoa. :|
2. When I thinks 'bout de doctors|
Clippin' off a laig 'er two,
I'd like to tell dose drafters
At de Court House what to do.
3. Oh, de States is full o'people
4. Oh, we eats our mess and wonder
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