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<h2> Shillin' a Day </h2>
<p>My name is O'Kelly, I've heard the Revelly<br/>
From Birr to Bareilly, from Leeds to Lahore,<br/>
Hong-Kong and Peshawur,<br/>
Lucknow and Etawah,<br/>
And fifty-five more all endin' in “pore”.<br/>
Black Death and his quickness, the depth and the thickness,<br/>
Of sorrow and sickness I've known on my way,<br/>
But I'm old and I'm nervis,<br/>
I'm cast from the Service,<br/>
And all I deserve is a shillin' a day.<br/>
(Chorus) Shillin' a day,<br/>
Bloomin' good pay—<br/>
Lucky to touch it, a shillin' a day!<br/>
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Oh, it drives me half crazy to think of the days I<br/>
Went slap for the Ghazi, my sword at my side,<br/>
When we rode Hell-for-leather<br/>
Both squadrons together,<br/>
That didn't care whether we lived or we died.<br/>
But it's no use despairin', my wife must go charin'<br/>
An' me commissairin' the pay-bills to better,<br/>
So if me you be'old<br/>
In the wet and the cold,<br/>
By the Grand Metropold, won't you give me a letter?<br/>
(Full chorus) Give 'im a letter—<br/>
'Can't do no better,<br/>
Late Troop-Sergeant-Major an'—runs with a letter!<br/>
Think what 'e's been,<br/>
Think what 'e's seen,<br/>
Think of his pension an'——<br/>
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Gawd save the Queen<br/></p>
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