Seven–six–eleven–five–nine-an’-twenty mile to-day —
Four–eleven–seventeen–thirty-two the day before —
(Boots–boots–boots–boots–movin’ up and down again!)
There’s no discharge in the war!

Don’t–don’t–don’t–don’t–look at what’s in front of you.
(Boots–boots–boots–boots–movin’ up an’ down again);
Men–men–men–men–men go mad with watchin’ em,
An’ there’s no discharge in the war!

Try–try–try–try–to think o’ something different —
Oh–my–God–keep–me from goin’ lunatic!
(Boots–boots–boots–boots–movin’ up an’ down again!)
There’s no discharge in the war!

Count–count–count–count–the bullets in the bandoliers.
If–your–eyes–drop–they will get atop o’ you!
(Boots–boots–boots–boots–movin’ up and down again) —
There’s no discharge in the war!

We–can–stick–out–‘unger, thirst, an’ weariness,
But–not–not–not–not the chronic sight of ’em —
Boot–boots–boots–boots–movin’ up an’ down again,
An’ there’s no discharge in the war!

‘Taint–so–bad–by–day because o’ company,
But night–brings–long–strings–o’ forty thousand million
Boots–boots–boots–boots–movin’ up an’ down again.
There’s no discharge in the war!