Well, here's a thing. I wrote this song, Talking Army Blues, in 1959. Josh, my friend, put it on the B side of his Talking Guitar Blues recording, in direct competition with Donegan. When the disc came out, my song was preferred by the reviewers, and Top Rank reversed the sides!
I got a message a few days ago seeking the words, and answered that I did not have a typed out version. The above has a verse, about Long Johns, that I had forgotten writing. A couple of understandable errors, Teribus [a Hawick person, I guess?].
"Hey you, country hick, you headed for Thirkleby or Osbaldwick?"
"hammer toes"
"cure you of anything - even life"
After Josh recorded it I changed the RSM line to be Regional Scout Master.
Wher Josh said 'mean' in the last verse, I say 'a bastard'.
I shall send a link to this discussion to the guy who was seeking the lyric.
Hurrah for Mudcat.
Ewan