paroles de chanson This Is the Army, Mr. Jones - Norman Luboff Choir

This is the army mister Jones
No private rooms or telephone
You had your break fast in bed before
But you won′t have it there anymore
This is the army mister green
We likes the barracks nice and clean
You had a housemaid to clean your floor
But she won't help you out anymore
Do what the buglers command
They′re in the army and not in a band
This is the army, mister brown
You and your baby went to town
She had you worried but this is war
And she won't worry you anymore
This is the army, mister Jones.