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March, march, march, march!
March, comrades, march along,
March, a hundred million strong!
March, comrades, march! (Copyright, 1916, by G. Schirmer.)
11. OFF FOR FRANCE.
(G.) We're needed now in Europe, and we plan a little trip. We do not dare to give the date or mention name of
ship. We'll take a loaf of bread with us for rations while
we're gone, And Hoover will be pleased with us, because it's made
of corn. So we must go away, We're off for France to-day. We're off for France to take a chance for the U.S. A. We're going to take a little chance, We're going to France ! We're going to try a little run, To get our duty done, To have a little fun. We mean to clear it up, an' cheer it up, and then
We're going to take a little chance,
On our way across the ocean, if we chance on sub
marines, We'll take the opportunity to fill 'em up with beans, Or if we see a flier, we will catch it on the fly By putting salt upon its tail, as it goes flying by. So we must go away, We're off for France to-day. We're off for France to take a chance for the U. S. A, We're going to take a little chance, We're going to France ! We're going to try a little run, To get our duty done, To have a little fun, We mean to clear it up, an' cheer it up, and then
come home, (Copyright. 1917, by Daniel Gregory Mason; all rights reserved.)
12. JOAN OF ARC.
'Joan of Arc, Joan of Arc,
Don't you see the drooping Fleur-de-lis?
Can't you hear the tears of Normandy?
Come lead your France to victory,
Joan of Arc, they are calling you. (Used by permission of Waterson, Berlin & Soyder.)
13. THE HOME ROAD.
Fling the banner high ;
Songs that shall not die.
O'er hills and plains,
By lakes and lanes,
In the quiet hours
Of the starry night,
Home fires burning bright.
D'er hills and plains,
By lakes and lanes,
My Country! My Home! (Copyright, 1917, by G. Schirmer.)
14. THERE'S A LONG, LONG TRAIL
Nights are growing very lonely,
Days are very long;
List'ning for your song.
Just to call you back to me.
There's a long, long trail a-winding
Into the land of my dreams,
And the white moon beams:
Until my dreams all come true,
That long, long trail with you. (Used by permission of M. Witmark & Sons, publishers and owners of the copy. right.)
15. KEEP THE HOME FIRES BURNING.
They were called in from the glen,
At the stirring call for men.
As the soldiers pass along,
Keep the Home fires burning,
Though your lads are far away
They dream of Home;
Turn the dark cloud inside out,
Till the boys come Home. (Copyright, 1915, by Ascherberg. Hopwood & Crews, Ltd., and published by special arrangement with Chappell & Co., Ltd., 41 East Thirty-fourth Strect, New York City.)
16. PACK UP YOUR TROUBLES IN YOUR OLD KIT-BAG.
And smile, smile, smile;
Smile, boys-that's the style.
It never was worth while, so
And smile, smile, smile! (Copyright, 1915, in all countries by Francis, Day & Hunter, and published by
special arrangement with T. B. Harins, Francis. Day & Hunter, and Chappell & Co. Ltd., 41 East Thirty-fourth Street, New York City.)