War Is An Ill Thing, As I

I Worked Like A Horse And I Ate Like A Hog And I Slept Like A Dead Man.

Borrow Trouble For Yourself, If That's Your Nature, But Don't Lend It To Your Neighbours.

Payday Came And With It Beer

When The Cambrian Measures Were Forming, They Promised Perpetual Peace. They Swore, If We Gave Them Our Weapons, That The Wars Of The Tribes Would Cease. But When We Disarmed They Sold Us, And Delivered Us, Bound, To Our Foe, And The Gods Of The Copybook Headings Said: "stick To The Devil You Know."

I've A Neater, Sweeter Maiden In A Cleaner, Greener Land!