Eddie Cantor - This Is the Army, Mister Jones Lyrics

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This Is the Army, Mister Jones

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What Are The Lyrics For This Is the Army, Mister Jones By Eddie Cantor?
A bunch of frightened rookies were list'ning filled with awe.
They listened while a sergeant was laying down the law. They stood there at attention, Their faces turning red. The sergeant looked them over and this is what he said: This is the army, Mister Jones. No private rooms or telephones. You had your breakfast in bed before But you won't have it there any more. This is the army, Mister Green. We like 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. No private rooms or telephones. You had your breakfast in bed before But you won't have it there any more. |
Who Wrote This Is the Army, Mister Jones By Eddie Cantor?
Irving Berlin
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What's The Duration Of The This Is the Army, Mister Jones By Eddie Cantor?The duration of This Is the Army, Mister Jones is 3:56 minutes and seconds. |
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