From The Oxford Companion to Australian Folklore by Gwenda Davey, Graham Seal (Melbourne & New York: Oxford University Press, 1993), page 364:


HORSEFERRY ROAD / DINKY-DI / THE DIGGER'S LONDON LEAVE

Well, he got back to London and straight away strode
To army headquarters in the Horseferry Road,
To see all the Provos who dodge all the strafe,
And see all the bludgers on headquarters staff.

CHORUS: Dinky-di, dinky di,
For I am a digger who won't tell a lie.

A hulking great sergeant said, "Pardon me, please.
There's blood on your tunic and dirt on your sleeve.
If you walk round like that all the people will laugh.
Don't hang about here near the headquarters staff."

The digger just shot him a murderous glance,
Saying, "I've just come from the shambles in France,
Where whizzbangs are flying and comforts are few,
And brave men are dying for bastards like you.

"We're shelled on the left and we're shelled on the right.
We're bombed all the day and we're bombed all the night.
If something don't happen, and that mighty soon,
There'll be nobody left in the bloody platoon."

This story soon got to the ears of Lord Gort,
Who gave the whole matter a great deal of thought.
He awarded the digger a VC and two bars
For giving that Corporal a kick in the arse.