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He was no gold braided colonel stuck away behind the line,
With an easy chair and heater prettied up to make a shine.
He was always where the men were even though 'twas hot as
hell,
And he set them the example, can you wonder they fought well.
In the struggle for a village German hordes came rushing down
The English broke and fled and Billjim saw it with a frown,
He stepped into the breach, and gave the order to attack.
As the boys all fixed their bayonets and soon Fritz was
scampering back
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