Words To The Army Trumpet Calls

________________________________________________
Title:     Words To The Army Trumpet Calls
Author: W. E. Christian [More Titles by Christian]

REVEILLE:

I can't get 'em up, I can't get 'em up, I can't get 'em up in the morning; I can't get 'em up, I can't get 'em up, I can't get 'em up at all; Corp'rals worse than the privates; Sergeants worse than the corporals; Lieutenants worse than the sergeants, And the capt'n's the worst of all.

Chorus--

I can't get 'em up, I can't get 'em up, etc.

MESS CALL:

Soup-y, soup-y soup, Without a single bean. Pork-y, pork-y, pork, Without a streak of lean; Coffee, Coffee, Coffee, Without any cream! (Or, the weakest ever seen!)

SICK CALL:

Come and get your quinine, come and get your pills, Oh! come and get your quinine, come and get your pills.

STABLE CALL:

Come all who are able and go to the stable, And water your horses and give 'em some corn; For if you don't do it, the Col'nel will know it, And then you will rue it, sure as you're born.

TAPS:

  
  1                              2
  Fades the light;               Love, good night.
  And afar                       When the day
  Goeth day,                     Must thou go
  Cometh night;                  And the night
  And a star                     Day is done
  Leadeth all,                   Leave me so?
  Speedeth all                   Fare thee well;
  To their rest.                 Night is on.

  ANOTHER VERSION.
  When your last
  Day is past,
  From afar
  Some bright star
  O'er your grave
  Watch will keep,
  While you sleep
  With the brave.

[The end]
W. E. Christian's poem: Words To The Army Trumpet Calls

________________________________________________



GO TO TOP OF SCREEN