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You may talk of gin and beer When you`re stationed way out here An` you`re sent to penny fights an` Aldershot it But when it comes to slaughter You will do your work for water An` you`ll lick the boots of `im that`s got it Now in Inja`s sunny clime Where I used to spend my time Servin` her Majesty the Queen Of all the black faced crew The finest man I knew Was regimental bhisti, Gunga Din The uniform he wore Was nothin` much before An` rather less than half of that behind But a piece of twisty rag An` a goatskin water bag Was all the field equipment he could find When a sweatin` troop train lay In a sidin` through the day Where the heat would make you bloomin` eyebrows crawl We shouted, "Harry By" Till our throats were bricky-dry Then wopped him `cause he couldn`t serve us all He would dot an` carry one Till the longest day was done An` never seemed to know the use of fear If we charged or broke or cut You could bet your bloomin` nut He`d be waitin` fifty paces right flank rear With his mussick on his back He would skip to our attack An` watch us till the bugles made"Retire" An` for all his dirty hide He was white, clear white inside When he went to tend the wounded under fire It was Din, Din, Din With the bullets kickin` dust spots on the green And when the cartridges ran out You could hear the front files shout Send ammunition mules, and Gunga Din! I shan`t forget the night When I fell behind the fight With a bullet where my belt plate should a` been I was chokin` mad with thirst An` the man that spied me first Was our good old grinnin`, gruntin` Gunga Din He lifted up my head An` he plugged me where I bled An` he gave me half a pint of water green It was crawlin` and it stunk But of all the drinks I`ve drunk I`m most grateful to the one from Gunga Din He carried me away To where a dooli lay An` a bullet came and drilled the beggar clean He carried me inside An` just before he died I hope you like your drink said Gunga Din So I`ll meet him later on In the place where he as gone Where it`s always double drill and no canteen He`ll be squattin` on the coals Givin` drink to poor damn souls I`ll catch a swig in hell from Gunga Din It was Din, Din, Din You Lazarushian-leather Gunga Din Tho` I`ve belted you an` flayed you By the livin` God that made you Your a better man than I am, Gunga Din
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