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George Formby
George Formby
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
George Formby
George Formby
Songwriter
Lata
Lata
Songwriter

Lyrics

Hear those marching feet down our village street It's the Home Guard going on parade Every mother's son, shouldering a gun Out to show the stuff from which we're made We're all set to win, now I'll tell you all the mob that I am in When the lads of the village get Cracking and the whole platoon turns out Off we go, rain or snow, just like proper soldiers all in a row At a pub on the right we stayed all The night and the bar-maid smiled at me I brought my pyjamas, now don't say a word I used to be a boy scout and so I came prepared When the lads of the village get Cracking down the road on the road to Victory Now a poacher for fun went bang with his gun at a rabbit near a tree At diving for cover the rabbit is fast But when he heard that gun go off the rabbit was last When the lads of the village get cracking down the road to victory Now a girl on the land was waving her hand as friendly as can be Talk of invasion, she wasn't afraid She winked her eye at me and murmured "Come on invade" When the lads of the village get cracking down the road to victory Now we ran a dance it was full of romance, and did we have fun oh gee We looked for the colonel and found the old chap Practising manoeuvres with a girl on his lap When the lads of the village get cracking down the road to victory When the lads of the village get Cracking and the whole platoon turns out Off we go, rain or snow, just like proper soldiers all in a row Now I never could learn to right or left turn And the sergeant swore at me "Right about turn there" I did it so fast The sergeant said "Oh blimey! Right about something at last' When the lads of the village get cracking down the road to victory
Writer(s): Eddie, Formby, George, Latta Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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