
the chances - david moore lyrics
i mind as ’ow the night afore that show
us five got talking,—we was in the know
“over the top to*morrer; boys, we’re for it
first wave we are, first ruddy wave; that’s tore it.”
“ah well,” says jimmy,—an’ ’e’s seen some scr*ppin’—
“there ain’t more nor five things as can ’appen;
ye get knocked out; else wounded—bad or cushy;
scuppered; or nowt except yer feeling mushy.”
one of us got the knock*out, blown to chops
t’other was hurt, like, losin’ both ’is props
an’ one, to use the word of ’ypocrites
‘ad thе misfortoon to be took by fritz
now me, i wasn’t scratched, praisе god almighty
(though next time please i’ll thank ’im for a blighty)
but poor young jim, ’e’s livin’ an’ ’e’s not;
’e reckoned ’e’d five chances, an’ ’e’s ’ad;
’e’s wounded, k!lled, and pris’ner, all the lot—
the ruddy lot all rolled in one. jim’s mad
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