They'll turn us out to pasture now
We've earned a bit of clover
To factory, office, farm and plow
The bloody war is over
We have shared the hellish China trip
We have borne a lot together
The most enduring fellowship
Is made in stormy weather
If when your discharge sets you free
You roam to distant places
We hope you see in memory
Our starving North Point faces
Most of us will meet I think
To greet each year that passes
At least it's an excuse to drink
A few too many glasses
We gave our country duty pure
No bravado flaunting
We leave her service proudly sure
She has not found us wanting
And if again the call goes forth
Again you'll find me riding
Yes riding to the frozen North
To seek a place of hiding
They issue all their other stores
In such begrudging fashion
The scale of issue for these wars
Should be a single ration
So I'll ignore the call of war
Recruiting Sergeants yelping
The brainless bore that asks for more
Deserves a second helping
