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VP_001421 Verse 1The camp was miles and miles and miles and miles away, And all the boys were very tired and weary, They'd been marching, marching, marching, marching all the day Singing all the songs to keep them cheery, They sang, the Swanee River fifty thousand times or more, The Sergeant major said he never heard such songs before, Of all the songs he ever heard the one he liked the best, Was the North, South, East and West. Chorus 1From the North and the South and the East and the West Marching with the President we'll never, never rest, We're going to do our very, very, very, very best. From the North, South, East and West. Verse 2They reached the camp at midnight and then after they were fed, All the boys were very, very cheery, They sat and smoked and joked before they tumbled into bed To dream about their dearest little dearie, For ev'ry soldier has a girl to fight for now-a-day, For ev'ry man can do his bit in lots of different ways, Ev'ry man today has got to do his very best, From the North, South, East and West.
1 score (5 p.) : ill. ; 31 cm.
T. B. Harms & Francis, Day & Honter
Lauder, Harry Sir,, "From The North, South, East and West" (1918). Vocal Popular Sheet Music Collection. Score 486.