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There were three soldiers who went to the war, / (Chorus) Well, why not? / They'd arms and legs and plenty of jaw, / (Chorus) All they'd got! / They reckoned the first three years were the worst / And anything's yours if you see it first, / Whatever you do, take care of your thirst. / (Chorus) Well, why not?
And they made their way to the dry canteen, / (Chorus) Well, why not? / The drinks all tasted of gasoline, / (Chorus) All they'd got! / They handed the orderly bloke a wink, / He made them up a gallon of drink, / The sort for turning an elephant pink. / (Chorus) Well, why not?