Sitting in a Blockhouse Songtext
von John Edmond

I′m sittin' in a blockhouse wif me little dog called Badger,
I call ím Badger ços e′s got black patches on "is eyes.
They say a dog's a man's best friend. e′s my best friend is Badger.
I found "im as a stray dog in a town we occupied;
That′s how I came upon Badger.
I'm sitting in a blockhouse wif anuvver friend called Arthur
He′s the sole possessor of the only deck of cards.
We've come a long way through this awful war, have me and Arthur
His possession élps to break the terrible boredom of us guards
And me and Arthur and Badger.
I′m sittin in a blockhouse wif another pal called Roger
Ë ties the empty bully beef tins along the fence at night
If the enemy tries to break through
"We'll hear them then" says Rodger.
"They′ll rattle like hell like an old church bell
'Cos they're not tied on too tight" There′s me and Arthur and Roger and Badger.
The other night our Badger ′eard the 'rattlin of the tins,
Then é started barking and kicked up a helluva din.
We fired our rifles down the fence but no one fired back,
When we looked next day we found a bullet ridden buck.
I′m sittin in a blockhouse wif me little dog called badger,
The sun is up and the tin roof is gettin 'bleedin ′hot.
There's Badger, Arthur, Roger and another couple of dodgers
But we′ve got a luvvely venison stew a-cookin 'in the pot.
Me and Badger, Arthur, Roger
And another couple of dodgers
They say the Sarge is a silly old codger,
Ços his wife ran off with the lodger
That's no concern of Badger
But we′re sittin′in a blockhouse together.