I'll sing you a little song.
So sit you down a while here,
I'll not detain you long.
I was serving in the in fantry,
was told I would receive.
With all the other blokes,
the weekend's embarkation leave.
It's here, Jim, it's here, Jim,
it's the second front for you.
In spite of that old Atlantic war,
we're the boys to see it through.
It won't take long to finish it,
when we have got their range.
And then we can all go home
and live like humans for a change
So I packed me bag at the double
I took me place in an army truck
with the rest of my platoon
Nobody made much noise that trip,
We were all too busy thinking
of the ones we'd leave behind
It's here, chum, it's here, chum,
it's the second front for you
Inspired of that old Atlantic war
with the boys to see it through
It won't take long to finish it
when we have got their range
And then we can all go home
and live like humans for a change
When we reached the railway station,
the queue was two miles long
They'd have filled the Wembley Stadium
and still left quite a throng
It's every man for himself,
lads, Craig Corbett all much shame
So we rushed that crowd with a roar
and tore our way into the train
It's here, Jim, it's here, Jim,
it's the second front for you
In spired of that old Atlantic war
for the boys to see it through
It won't take long to finish it
when we have got their range
An d then we can all go home
and live like humans for a change
We were all packed in the corridor,
The seats had all been taken
by the chewing gum brigade
and petted with their jeans
An d looked at us as though
we were something crept out of the drains
It's here, chum, it's here,
it's the second front for you
In spite of that old Atlantic war,
we're the boys to see it through
It won't take long to finish it
when we have got their range
An d then we can all go home
and live like humans for a change
For eleven long hours we stood there
an d watched the field slip by
And all the time the Yanks
and boasted they were toffs
And wrestled with their duties
now and then between the stops
It's here, chum, it's here,
it's the second front for you
In spired of that old Atlantic
were the boys to see it through
It won't take long to finish it
when we hook up their range
And then we can all go home
and live like humans for a change
At last the train reached Manchester,
the station was exchanged
It was too late to get a car or bus
but I didn't stand a chance
They'd all been commandeered
to take the Yanks home from a dance
It's here, Jim, it's here,
it's the second front for you
In spite of that old Atlantic war,
we're the boys to see it through
It won't take long to finish it
when we have got their range
And then we can all go home
and live like humans for a change
So I humped me back upon me back
and made to cross the street
And just escaped a sudden death
But the thought of nearly waiting
And my heart was beating pleasantly
at the thought of her surprise
It's here, chum, it's here, chum,
it's the second front for you
In spite of that old Atlantic wall
for the boys to see it through
It won't take long to finish it
when we have got the range
And then we can all go home
and live like humans for a change
and tiptoed up the stairs
The thought of being home again
had banished all my cares
In the bedroom then I murmured,
now your soldier boy has come
When a voice replied in sharp surprise,
say now, who is this bum?
It's itchum, it's itchum,
it's the second front for you
In spite of that old Atlantic wall
with a voice to see it through
It won't take long to finish it
when we have got the range
And then we can all go home
and live like humans for a change
For a moment I stood speechless
And then I switched the lights on,
and what do you think I found?
My little Nell was lying there,
Like the famous whore of Babylon
It's here, chum, it's here, chum,
it's the second front for you
In spite of that old Atlantic war,
with a voice to see it through
It won't take long to finish it,
when we have got their range
And then we can all go home
and live like humans for a change
This geezer looked me over,
and then sat bolt upright
He was wearing my pyjamas,
the ones with the purple stripe
He made a sudden movement,
then tried to grab his gun
When I landed him a good straight left
and stopped his bleeding fun
It's here, chum, it's here, chum,
it's the second crumb for you
In spite of that old Atlantic war,
we're the boys to see it through
It won't take long to finish it,
when we have got their range
And then we can all go home
and live like humans for a change
there's little more to tell
I wasn't wearing any overtures
But every time I think of her
as long as there's a yank to pay the bill
