My hitch was up Monday Not a dog soljer nor more Soljer no more They give me all that money So much my pockets is sore Pockets is sore More dough than I can use ReEnlistment Blues Oh Them blues Took my gelt to town Tuesday Found me a big double bed Big double bed Ill find a job tomorrow Tonight Ill maybe be dead Maybe be dead Aint no time to lose ReEnlistment Blues Oh Them blues You might also likeHit the bars Wednesday Friends put me up on a throne way up on a throne Found a Chinese baby She wouldnt leave me alone Leave me alone Did I give her a bruise ReEnlistment Blues Oh Them blues I woke up on Thursday The walls was movin I swear Movin I swear I reachd down in my trousers AII my pockets was bare Nothin was there Ill really blew my fuse ReEnlistment Blues Oh Them blues Hit the bar again Friday Askd for a free glass of beer Free glass of beer Bar man he dont know me He just say no credit here No credit here What I done then aint news ReEnlistment Blues Oh Them blues
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