[This is an odd book. No editor's or publisher's name seems to be printed in it (so far as what is viewable through Google Books) and no publication date or copyright statement for the book as a whole, although individual songs have dates and copyright statements. Nevertheless, Google Books, in its cataloguing data, gives "by Barry Leonard, Diane Publishing, 1958." It also labels it "reprint." No information is given about the original publisher or date.]
BLESS 'EM ALL (1940) Words and music by Jimmy Hughes, Frank Lake and Al Stillman.
1. Bless 'em all! Bless 'em all, The long and the short and the tall. Bless ev'ry blondie and ev'ry brunette. Some we remember and some we forget, But we're giving our eye to them all, The ones that appeal or appall. We stall and we tarry while they want to marry, But nevertheless, bless 'em all!
2. Bless 'em all! Bless 'em all, The long and the short and the tall. Bless all the blondies and all the brunettes. Each lad is happy to take what he gets, 'Cause we're giving the eye to them all, The ones that attract or appall: Maud, Maggie or Susie, you can't be too choosey. When you are in camp, bless 'em all!
3. Bless 'em all! Bless 'em all! Bless every last living doll. Bless all the redheads, each blonde and brunette. With all those curves, who looks at hair yet? So we're giving the eye to them all, Wherever duty may call. No port can be gruesome, with boy and girl twosome. Now hear this, you lads: bless 'em all!
4. Bless 'em all! Bless 'em all, In any service at all. Bless all the Wacs, every Spar and each Wave. We love the Marines—the kind who don't shave. A lieutenant that we love to date Is very affectionate. She's stacked oh so neatly. She smiles oh so sweetly. Full steam ahead! Bless 'em all!
5. Bless 'em all! Bless 'em all, The long and the short and the tall. Bless all the admirals in the U.S. Navy. They don't care if we ever get back. So we're waving goodbye to them all As back to our foxholes we crawl. There'll be no promotions this side of the ocean, So cheer up, my lads. Bless 'em all!
6. Bless 'em all! Bless 'em all, The long and the short and the tall. Bless the instructors who teach us to dive. Bless all our stars that we still are alive For if ever the engine should stall, We're in for a heck of a fall. No ice-cream and cookies for flat-footed rookies, So cheer up, my lads. Bless 'em all!
7. Bless 'em all! Bless 'em all, The long and the short and the tall. Bless all the posters with beautiful scenes We were to see if we joined the Marines. Well, we've seen no scen'ry at all, Except what they scrawl on the wall. No ice-cream and cookies for flat-footed rookies, So cheer up, my lads. Bless 'em all!
[CODA] Nobody knows what a sap you've been, So cheer up, my lads. Bless 'em all! (Bless 'em all!)
Copyright 1941 by Sam Fox Publishing Co., Incorporated, Used by permission.