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Rudyard Kipling - Boots
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INFANTRY COLUMNS

We`re foot—slog—slog—slog—sloggin` over Africa —
Foot—foot—foot—foot—sloggin` over Africa —
(Boots—boots—boots—boots—movin` up an` down again!)
                There`s no discharge in the war!

Seven—six—eleven—five—nine-an`-twenty mile to-day —
Four—eleven—seventeen—thirty-two the day before —
(Boots—boots—boots—boots—movin` up an` 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—movin` up an` down again);
Men—men—men—men—men go mad with watchin` em,
                An` there`s no discharge in the war!

Try—try—try—try—to think o` something different —
Oh—my—God—keep—me from goin` lunatic!
(Boots—boots—boots—boots—movin` up an` down again!)
                There`s no discharge in the war!

Count—count—count—count—the bullets in the bandoliers.
If—your—eyes—drop—they will get atop o` you!
(Boots—boots—boots—boots—movin` up an` down again) —
                There`s no discharge in the war!

We—can—stick—out—`unger, thirst, an` weariness,
But—not—not—not—not the chronic sight of `em —
Boot—boots—boots—boots—movin` up an` down again,
                An` 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—movin` up an` down again.
                There`s no discharge in the war!

I—`ave—marched—six—weeks in `Ell an` certify
It—is—not—fire—devils, dark, or anything,
But boots—boots—boots—boots—movin` up an` down again,
                An` there`s no discharge in the war!
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