Music: Alloysious Massaquoi/Kayus Bankole/'G' Hastings
Seven
six
eleven
five
nine and twenty mile to day
Four
eleven
seventeen
thirty two the day before
Boots
boots
boots
boots
moving up and down again!
There's no discharge in the war!
Don't
don't
don't
don't
look at what's in front of you
Boots
boots
boots
boots
moving up and down again
Men
men
men
men
men go mad with watching em
count
count
count
count
the bullets in the bandoliers
If
your
eyes
drop
they will get atop of you!
boots
boots
boots
boots
moving up and down again
There's no discharge in the war!
Taint
so
bad
by
day because o' company
But
night
brings
long
strings o' forty thousand million
Boots
boots
boots
boots
moving up and down again
I
have
marched
six
weeks in Hell and certify
It
is
not
fire
devils, dark, or anything
But boots
boots
boots
boots
moving up and down again
Try
try
try
try
to think of something different
Oh
my
God
keep
me from going lunatic!
Boots
boots
boots
boots
moving up and down again!
There's no discharge in the war!