Cocos Song of the Fighting 99th.

This is how it went:

Now the Deacon went down to the cellar to pray,

But he found a little beer and he stayed all day.

 

Chorus

 

I ainna gonna grieve my Lord no more,

I ainna gonna gri-e-ve my Lord no m-or-re,

I ainn a gonna grieve my Lord no more.

 

Now you can't go to heaven in a Tiger Moth,

Cos half way there the wings fall off.

 

Chorus.

 

Oh, you can't go to heaven in a Cessna Crane,

Cos a Cessna Crane's only half a plane.

 

Chorus.

 

And you can't go to heaven in a Wimpy Ten,

Cos the old Nav B ain't got the gen.

 

Chorus.

 

And you can't go to heaven in a B 24,

Cos the goddam skipper don't know the score.

 

Chorus.

 

Now you'll never go to heaven

When you've finished your tour,

Cos you've got to do one hundred more.

 

Chorus.

 

And you'll never get to heaven when Webster leads,

Cos the motors ain't got the boost he needs.

 

Chorus.

 

Now you'll never go to heaven with 99,

Cos the bastards shoot such a hell of a line.

 

Chorus.

 

And you'll never get to heaven with 356,

Cos 99 know all their tricks.

 

Chorus.

 

And you'll never get to heaven with 159

Cos 159's got half of 99.

 

Chorus.

 

Oh you'll never get to heaven with 175

Cos the buggers are more dead than alive.

 

Chorus.

 

Now you can't get to heaven on roller skates,

Cos you'll roll right past those pearly gates.

 

Chorus.

 

Now you can't chew tobacco on the golden shore,

For the Lord ain't got no cuspidor.

 

Chorus.

 

And you can't get to heaven like the other jokers,

Cos you're stuck down here on ruddy Cocos.

 

Chorus.

 

Slowly and with feeling)

Now if you get to heaven before I do,

Just bore a little hole and pull me through.

Chorus.

 

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