Originally Posted by BenghaziBandit

If you can find this book it's the best, published 1973 banned 1973!

Absolutely, available second hand on Amazon from £0.01 apparently. My favourite is the one about Tobruk. I remember old soldiers singing the one about King Farouk as well.

In the UOTC we had several verses like this:

We're the Infsoc we're OK
We kill all night and we kill all day
We kill kill here and we kill kill there
And we kill in the lavat'ry

Chorus either:
Let's RV, let's RV, let's RV
OR
Dad's Army, Dad's Army
That's the life for me.


About the Bonnie Mary song - wasn't there a chorus?

Originally Posted by Micawber

'Todays my daughters wedding day, ten thousand pounds I'll give away' 'On second thoughts I think it best, to keep it in this old oak chest'

Dear God! Is this where this ditty comes from! My Scottish father has taken this to heart, quotes it often, and mimes throwing away the key to the old oak chest.

Originally Posted by guzzler

To deviate this thread slightly what would the old and bold like as a march if we were reformed.

Already been done
[tube]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SPmIcSesepk[/tube]

Originally Posted by Polyethyl

Originally Posted by Micawber

'Todays my daughters wedding day, ten thousand pounds I'll give away' 'On second thoughts I think it best, to keep it in this old oak chest'

Dear God! Is this where this ditty comes from! My Scottish father has taken this to heart, quotes it often, and mimes throwing away the key to the old oak chest.

Might that be a consequence of your choice of bel ami?? not that i am suggesting wedding bells or anything untoward!

Originally Posted by BenghaziBandit

As one of the 'Old and bald'.............the tune I would like to march to (If only I could!) is the 'Redetsky March'........ takes me back to March 48 when the KDG Band came out from UK and we did a Farewell Parade in Benghazi, leaving behind old comrades on the battle fields of North Africa, Italy, Greece and Palestine.
Just bought the latest Andre Rieu CD with it on , makes what bit of hair I have left stand up!

Bloody hell, BB, you can give most of us a few years, even in this forum! And Field Marshal 'Vater' Radetzky was another 'senior' soldier - commanding armies in battle into his 80s, IIRC. Oh, and thanks for the John Peel verse.

What about that other old favourite, which I first learned off my old Grandad Joe, who had done his bit with the Cheshires on the Somme. I was about 5 at the time. He wasnt half proud of me when I sang it on me own for the first time.

"Fuk em all, Fuk em all
The long and the short, and the tall.
Fuk all the Sergeants and WO1,s,
Fuk all the Corporals,and their bleeding sons.
Coz we,re saying good bye to them all
The long and the short and the tall,
You,ll get no promotion this side of the Ocean,
So cheer up me lads. FUK EM ALL."

When I sing that when I,m blootered now, I get that feeling of pride in my country, and Myself, and finish off the night, in time honoured fashion, by spewing up over some cunt, unfortunate enough to be within range, :D

Democritus, pic of March 11th, Liverpool. KDG coming home!
'Twas on the good ship Venus, by god you should have seen us,
The figure head was a whore in bed and the mast was a blackmans penis.

The captain's name was Hall, he only had one ball,
With this one knacker he used to roll tobacco on the cabin wall.

The mates name was Tugger, he was a dirty bugger,
He wasn't fit to shovel s*** from one ship to another.

The captains daughter Mabel, each time that she was able,
Would fornicate the second mate across the cabin table.

The cabin boy's name was Tipper, he was a dirty nipper,
He filled his arse with broken glass and circumsised the skipper.

The captains other daughter, fell into the water,
And girlish squeals revealed that eels had found her sexual quarter.

It was in our China station, that we gained our reputation,
When we sank a junk with a load of spunk by mutual masturbation.
.................................................. .................................................. ..

Originally Posted by BenghaziBandit

De ye ken John Peel,
With his balls of steel,
His prick made of brass,
He stuck it up a lass,
The lass was nice so he stuck it up twice,
And he died with the horn in the morning.

Two variations that I've heard.......

D'ye ken John Peel
With a c0ck like an eel.
His wife is a heel
She won't let him feel
And she lies on her side
So he can't get a ride
So he wakes with a horn every morning

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D'ye ken John Peel
With his coat so gay
He's a dirty old sod
So the people say
He can't toss it off
In the normal way
So his hounds lick his horn in the morning

Originally Posted by fridge_magnet

Good stuff fellas. Anyone recall the lyrics to any of these. Any other regiment-specific one?

In case it passed you by, "The galloping 5&9s" was regiment-specific to 15th/19th The King's Royal Hussars, known affectionately internally (and less affectionately externally in that bantering way of the RAC) as 5&9s.

Clearly the song is dateable to between 1922 (when 15H and 19H amalgamated) and 1939 when they mechanised).

I first heard it about 1978 (when jirgas in German woods came back onto the plot on return to BAOR) and by about 1980 all the old school who knew seem to have left.

Sadly I can find no information about the song.

The tune was reminiscent of the original 1950s - 1960s Grandstand theme tune, in turn not dissimilar to that of Radio 5's Saturday Sports Report at 5pm.

Further to Benghazi's book advice, there is an album for sale on iTunes called 'Come On Lads...' by Sods' Opera that includes the full (i.e. uncensored) versions of

I Haven't Seen Old Hitler
The D-Day Dodgers
Ode to a Gezira Lovely
Tins
The Ballad of Wadi Maktilla
The Dying Soldier
Service Police Song
Kiss Me Goodnight Sergeant-Major
Thanks for the Memory
Come On Chaps
The Firth of Forth
Down the Mine
The Sailor's Wife
Longmoor
I Don't Want to Join the Army (Medley)
Bloody Orkney
We Are the Boys
Africa Star
The Sinking of the Graf Spee
My Bomber Lies Over the Ocean
When This Bloody War Is Over
The Gay Caballero
Onward 15 Army Group
The Highland Division's Farewell to Sicily'
Bless' 'em All