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[Anonymous - sung to the tune of ‘Lili Marlene’]
We’re the D-Day Dodgers out in Italy -
Always on the vino, always on the spree.
8th Army scroungers and their tanks
We live in Rome - among the Yanks.
We are the D-Day Dodgers, way out in Italy.
We landed at Salerno, a holiday with pay,
Jerry brought the band down to cheer us on our way
We all sung the songs and the beer was free.
We kissed all the girls in Napoli.
For we are the D-Day Dodgers, way out in Italy.
The Volturno and Cassino were taken in our stride
We didn’t have to fight there, we just went for the ride.
Anzio and Sangro were all forlorn,
We did not do a thing from dusk to dawn,
For we are the D-Day Dodgers, way out in Italy.
On our way to Florence we had a lovely time.
We ran a bus to Rimini through the Gothic line,
All the winter sports amid the snow,
Then we went bathing in the Po.
For we are the D-Day Dodgers, way out in Italy.
Once we had a blue light that we were going home
Back to dear old Blighty never more to roam.
Then somebody said in France you’ll fight.
We said never mind, we’ll just sit tight,
The windy D-Day Dodgers in sunny Italy.
Now Lady Astor, get a load of this.
Don’t stand on your platform and talk a lot of piss
You’re the nation’s sweetheart, the nation’s pride,
But your lovely mouth is far too wide.
For we are the D-Day Dodgers in sunny Italy.
If you look around the mountains, through the mud and rain
You’ll find battered crosses, some which bear no name.
Heartbreak, toil and suffering gone
The boys beneath just slumber on.
For they were the D-Day Dodgers way out in Italy.
So listen all you people, over land and foam
Even though we’re parted, our hearts are close to home.
When we return we hope you’ll say
‘You did your little bit, though far away
All of the D-Day Dodgers out in Italy’.


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