Track 2133/8Old Gallipoli's A Wonderful Place

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Oh, old Gallipoli's a wonderful place Where the boys in the trenches of war have to face But they never crumble, they smile through it all Very soon they expect Jackie Bobber to fall At least when I ask them, that's what they told me In Constantinople quite soon we would be But if war lasts till doomsday, I think we'll still be Where old Gallipoli sweeps down to the sea We don't grow potatoes or barley or wheat So we're on the look-out for something to eat We're fed up with biscuits and fully and ham And we'll shake off the size of yon parapet jam Send out steak and onion and nice ham and eggs And a fine big fat chicken with five or six legs And a drink of the stuff that begins with a B Where the old Gallipoli sweeps down to the sea Oh, old Gallipoli's a wonderful place Where the boys in the trenches of war have to face But they never crumble, they smile through it all Very soon they expect Jackie Bobber to fall At least when I ask them, that's what they told me In Constantinople quite soon we would be But if war lasts till doomsday, I think we'll still be Where old Gallipoli sweeps down to the sea