Letra de War Out - 1914
Letra de canci�n de War Out de 1914 lyrics
Private Perks is a funny little codger with a smile--a funny smile.
Five feet none, he's an artful little dodger with a smile--a funny smile.
Flush or broke, he'll have his little joke. He can't be suppress'd.
All the other fellows have to grin when he gets this off his chest--hi!
::Pack all your troubles in your old kit-bag and smile, smile, smile.
While you've a lucifer to light your fag, smile, boys--that's the style.
What's the use of worrying? It never was worthwhile, so pack all
your troubles in your old kit-bag and smile, smile, smile.::
Five feet none, he's an artful little dodger with a smile--a funny smile.
Flush or broke, he'll have his little joke. He can't be suppress'd.
All the other fellows have to grin when he gets this off his chest--hi!
::Pack all your troubles in your old kit-bag and smile, smile, smile.
While you've a lucifer to light your fag, smile, boys--that's the style.
What's the use of worrying? It never was worthwhile, so pack all
your troubles in your old kit-bag and smile, smile, smile.::
