This is all I have, hope this helps. Susu
All for a uniform and three square meals a day
We marched off on in the Grand Parade;
Across the sea to France and up the lines to death,
Like we were on our holiday.
But where's your land fit for heroes?
Promises that you forgot?
You can blame it on the king,
You can blame it on Lloyd-George,
But spare a thought for Tommy's Lot.