My dad Graham Francis Burton was in the Korean war Australian infantry.
After a few drinks would burst out laughing and recite.

What's the use of talking when you're stoney broke and walking,and you're tuckerbag is empty and fish refuse to bite.
You'd run a mile and jump a stile and eat a sunburnt cake.
The little boy would look up and say
"What's a sunburnt cake mister"
Horse shit!

Wish I knew the rest of it.
Any help would be amazing.