The D-day Dodgers

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[Verso 1]
 
D          F#m 
We are the D-Day Dodgers 
Em        A 
Out in Ita-ly 
Em            A 
Always on the vino 
D 
Always on the spree 
G           A       D       F#m 
Eighth Army skivers and the Yanks 
Em         A        D        F#m 
We live in Rome and stuff the twanks 
Em            A     D   F#m 
For we're the D-Day Dod-gers 
Em     A   D 
Out in Ita-ly 
 


[Verso 2]
 
D            F#m 
We landed at Salerno 
Em            A 
A holiday with pay 
Em              A 
Jerry brought a band out 
D 
To cheer us on our way 
G             A          D       F#m 
Showed us the sights and gave us tea 
Em          A          D        F#m 
We all sang songs, the beer was free 
Em            A     D   F#m 
For we're the D-Day Dod-gers 
Em     A   D 
Out in Ita-ly 
 


[Verso 3]
 
D          F#m 
Naples and Cassino 
Em                A 
Were taken in our stride 
Em               A 
We didn't get to fight there 
D 
We just went for the ride 
G         A           F#m 
Anzio and Sangro were avast 
Em         A        D      F#m 
We did fuck all sat on our arse 
Em            A     D   F#m 
For we're the D-Day Dod-gers 
Em     A   D 
Out in Ita-ly 
 


[Verso 4]
 
D            F#m 
On our way to Florence 
Em              A 
We had a lovely time 
Em              A 
We ran a bus to Rimini 
D 
Right through the Gothic Line 
G           A    D       F#m 
Soon to Bologna, we will go 
Em                   A   D        F#m 
When Jerries fucked off beyond the Po 
Em            A     D   F#m 
For we're the D-Day Dod-gers 
Em     A   D 
Out in Ita-ly 
 


[Verso 5]
 
D             F#m 
Once we had a bright light 
Em                 A 
That we were going home 
Em               A 
Back to dear old Blighty 
D 
Never more to roam 
G           A               D              F#m 
Then someone whispered: 'In France, you'll fight,' 
Em         A         D              F#m 
We said: 'Fuck that, we'll just sit tight,' 
Em            A     D   F#m 
For we're the D-Day Dod-gers 
Em     A   D 
Out in Ita-ly 
 


[Verso 6]
 
D            F#m 
Dear old Lady Astor 
Em        A 
Please listen here to this 
Em                    A 
Don't stand up on the platform 
D 
And talk a lot of piss 
G                A           D           F#m 
Your the nations sweetheart, the nations pride 
Em         A        D        F#m 
But your bloody big mouth is far too wide 
Em           A     D   F#m 
That's from, the D-Day Dod-gers 
Em     A   D 
Out in Ita-ly 
 


[Verso 7]
 
*play solemnly 

D                   F#m 
If you look round the mountains 
Em             A 
In the mud and rain 
Em                          A 
You will find the scattered crosses 
D                 D7 
Some which bear no name 
G           A       D       F#m 
Heartbreak and toil and suffering gone 
Em         A           D       F#m 
The lads beneath, them slumber on 
Em                A     D   F#m 
For they were the D-Day Dod-gers 
Em     A   D 
Out in Ita-ly