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!