The Shores of Old Blighty

[Verse 1]
We're two hundred soldiers on a troop-carrying ship
All dressed in our uniforms brown
We're bound for Germany on a night trip
Serving our nation and crown

[Chorus]
And the shores of old Blighty we're leaving behind
The dock-lights of Harwich are fading away
When we get to Germany, how will we find
Life on a serviceman's pay, sergeant?
Life on a serviceman's pay

[Verse 2]
We're two hundred squaddies, all barely but men
And all with our numbers instead of our names
And oh how I wish I could come home again
Each man is thinking thе same

[Chorus]
And the shores of old Blighty wе're leaving behind
The dock-lights of Harwich are fading away
When we get to Germany, how will we find
Life on a serviceman's pay, sergeant?
Life on a serviceman's pay

[Instrumental]

[Verse 3]
We're two hundred soldiers asleep down below
And the sergeant he wakes us at dawn
And the lowlands of Holland by the rising sun show
Then it's down on the docks we will form

[Chorus]
And the shores of old Blighty we're leaving behind
The dock-lights of Harwich are fading away
When we get to Germany, how will we find
Life on a serviceman's pay?

And the shores of old Blighty we're leaving behind
The dock-lights of Harwich are fading away
When we get to Germany, how will we find
Life on a serviceman's pay, sergeant?
Life on a serviceman's pay