Here are the lyrics taken from the Dubliners songbook:


SALONIKA
Trad.

Oh me husband's in Salonika and I wonder if he's dead
And I wonder if he knows he has a kid with a foxy head,
So right away, so right away, so right away, so right away
So right away Salonika, right away me soldier boy.

When the war is over what will the slackers do?
They'll be all around the soldiers for the loan of a bob or two
So right away, so right away, so right away, so right away
So right away Salonika, right away me soldier boy.

And when the war is over what will the soldiers do?
They'll be walking around with a leg and a half and the slackers they'll have two
So right away, so right away, so right away, so right away
So right away Salonika, right away me soldier boy.

And they taxed the pound of butter and they taxed the ha'penny bun
And still with all their taxin' they can't bate the bloody Huns
So right away, so right away, so right away, so right away
So right away Salonika, right away me soldier boy.

They taxed the Colosseum and they taxed St. Mary's Hall
Why don't they tax the Bobbies with their backs again' the wall
So right away, so right away, so right away, so right away
So right away Salonika, right away me soldier boy.

When the war is over what will the slackers do?
For every kid in America, in Cork there will be two
So right away, so right away, so right away, so right away
So right away Salonika, right away me soldier boy.

They takes us out to Blarney and they lays us on the grass
They puts us in the family way and they leaves us on our arse
So right away, so right away, so right away, so right away
So right away Salonika,right away me soldier boy.

There's lino in the parlour and in the kitchen too
And a lovely glass back chiffonier we got from Dickie Drew
So right away, so right away, so right away, so right away
So right away Salonika, right away me soldier boy.