. History and rhymes of the lost battalion . Rhymes of a Lost Battalion Doughboy. Rain! Rain! Rain! Ever since I landed here,Things have looked so dull and when Ill smile again,Wonder why theres so much rain? My face and hands are badly peeled,Practicing As Skirmishers in sodden fieldsjBody aches from chills and pains,An still it rains, and rains, and rains. Tomorrow well be on our The Front I hear them we load upon the trains,Wonder why it rains and rains? The guy who wrote bout Sunny France,Must have heen in an awful trance,Wish the ol sun would come peepin th
. History and rhymes of the lost battalion . Rhymes of a Lost Battalion Doughboy. Rain! Rain! Rain! Ever since I landed here,Things have looked so dull and when Ill smile again,Wonder why theres so much rain? My face and hands are badly peeled,Practicing As Skirmishers in sodden fieldsjBody aches from chills and pains,An still it rains, and rains, and rains. Tomorrow well be on our The Front I hear them we load upon the trains,Wonder why it rains and rains? The guy who wrote bout Sunny France,Must have heen in an awful trance,Wish the ol sun would come peepin things wouldnt look so blue. Clouds a skootin overhead,Ive hiked in the rain till Im almost dead;Damn—but Im wet clear thru to the skin,Wonder when were Goin In?
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