TWENTY-ONE DOLLARS A DAY, ONCE A MONTH
Words by Ray Klages; music by Felix Bernard; ©1941.
As recorded by Tony Pastor and His Orchestra

You might have been a banker's son; you might have pushed a plow.
It makes no diff'rence what you were; you're in the army now.

They wake you up at five o'clock in the morning
For twenty-one dollars a day, once a month.
They take you for a hike without any warning
For twenty-one dollars a day, once a month.
Your feet will hurt, your back will ache, and you'll be muscle bound,
But all of this will disappear when payday comes around.
For seven days a week,
They build up your physique
For twenty-one dollars a day, once a month.