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I wake up under fire 🎶

And I wake up really cold 🎶

And I wake up in the mire 🎶

See my food all turnin' to mold 🎶

See I don't like fighting France 🎶

But must obey as I've been told 🎶

So I just shoot around, keep my head down, and hope our lines will hold and- 🎶

VICTORY IS OURS, THEIR FORCES WILL FALL!

THROUGH THE GATES OF HELL, AS WE FIND OUR WAY TO HEAVEN