My Nan used to have a sing-along in the car whenever we drove up to Healesville (about 50 miles east of Melbourne, Australia) and several of those mentioned were always in the repetoire - she adored the old songs of the WW2 era (her 2 husbands, all her brothers and brothers-in-law and cousins all served in the various arms of the Australian Armed Services):

Especial favourites were the already mentioned "One of Our Planes is Missing" and another I have forgotten the major part of was called (I think)'Barefoot Days:

I think the chorus ran -

Barefoot Days; when we were just a kid
Barefoot Days; Oh Boy! The things we did
We'd go down to a shady nook
And use a bent-pin for a hook
And we'd fish all day and we'd fish all night
But the jolly old fish refused to bite
Then by-and-by; on some old cellar door
We'd slide and slide; 'til our pants got torn
And then we'd have to go home: Stay in our bed
'Til Mother got busy with a needle-and-thread
Oh Boy! What joy, we had in barefoot days.


Damn I miss my Nan and those long, hazy drives!

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