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Thread #7681   Message #46532
Posted By: Wotcha35@aol.com
22-Nov-98 - 11:55 PM
Thread Name: Lyr Req: Bombed Last Night
Subject: Lyr Add: BOMBED LAST NIGHT
I am looking for the original lyrics and history to the WWI song "Bombed Last Night." Two verses were sung in the movie "Oh What a Lovely War." The tune seems to track a variation of an american college tune about Dutch Cheese eaters (or something like that). I'll contribute the following "original" verses followed by some adaptions I made about 20 years ago -- only a handful of soldiers know the additional verses:

ORIGINAL:

Bombed last night, bombed the night before
We're going to get bombed tonight,
If we never get bombed anymore.
When we're bombed, we're scared as we can be,
God stop the bombing, from Higher Germany.
They're warning us, they're warning us.
One shell hole for the four of us.
Thank your lucky stars that 3 of us can run.
So one of us can use it all alone.

Gassed last night, gassed the night before
We're going to get gassed tonight,
If we never get gassed anymore.
When we're gassed, we're sick as we can be,
The Phosgene and Mustard Gas, are much too much for me.
They're warning us, they're warning us.
One gas mask for the four of us.
Thank your lucky stars that 3 of us can run,
So one of us can use it all alone.

MODFIED:

Shelled last night, shelled the night before
WE're gonna get shelled tonight,
If we never get shelled anymore.
When we're shelled, we're scared as we can be.
God stop the shelling by our Field Artillery.
They're warning us, they're warning us.
One foxhole for the four of us.
Thank your lucky stars that 3 of us can run,
So one of us can use it all alone.

Shot last night, shot the night before.
We're gonna get shot tonight,
If we never get shot anymore.
When we're shot, we're bloody as we can be,
God stop the shooting by our infantry.
They're warning us, they're warning us,
One 16 for the four of us.
Thank your lucky stars that 3 of us are dead,
So one of us can use it all alone.

Marched last night, marched the night before
We're gonna get marched tonight,
If we're never marched anymore.
When we're marched, we sore as we can be,
God stop the Jodies by the Airborne Infantry.
They're warning us, they're warning us.
One pair of boots for the 4 of us.
Thank your lucky stars that 3 of us have cramps,
So one of us can use it all alone.

Trained last night, trained the night before,
We're gonna get trained tonight,
If we never get trained anymore.
When we're trained, we're tired as we can be
God stop the bull from the cadre.
They're warning us, they're warning us.
Three hours sleep for the four of us.
Thank your lucky stars that 3 of us have guard,
So one of us can sleep all alone.