I've got sixpence, jolly, jolly sixpence.
I've got sixpence to last me all my life.
I've got tuppence to spend and tuppence to lend
and tuppence to send home to my wife, poor wife!

No cares have I to grieve me,
no pretty little girlies to deceive me.
I'm happy as a lark, believe me
as we go rolling, rolling home.

Rolling home (rolling home!)
Rolling home (rolling home!)
By the light of the silvery moon.
Happy is the day when the Air Corps gets its pay.
As we go rolling, rolling home.