Laddie Buck (Остров Королевы)

Pick 'em up laddie buck!
an' put 'em down laddie buck!
You've made it home an' now
you're out of luck, out of luck!

Oh 'tis nice to march back home,
when there's nowhere else to go,
for home is every warrior's desire.

To see the ones you love,
beat each other black'n'blue,
while your dear old granny's roastin' by the fire!

Pick 'em up laddie buck!
an' put 'em down laddie buck!
You've made it home an' now
you're out of luck, out of luck!

To taste your mother's cookin',
an' have bellyache all day,
o what a sad an' sorry tale is this.

If I could just escape,
to some regimental camp,
I'd give some ugly sergeant one big kiss!

Pick 'em up laddie buck!
an' put 'em down laddie buck!
You've made it home an' now
you're out of luck, out of luck!

But I cannot run away,
'cos my sister pinched me boots,
she bit me nose an' stole me uniform.

An' Dad's nailed up the door,
wot a lovely welcome home,
from a family so kind an' sweet an' warm!

Pick 'em up laddie buck!
Put 'em down laddie buck!
You've made it home an' now
you're out of luck, out of luck!