| When I was mustered out
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| I thought without a doubt
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| That I was through with all my care and strife
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| I thought that I was then
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| The happiest of men
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| But after months of tough civilian life
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| Gee, I wish I was back in the Army
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| The Army wasn’t really bad at all
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| Three meals a day
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| For which you didn’t pay
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| Uniforms for winter, spring and fall
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| There’s a lot to be said for the Army
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| The life without responsibility
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| A soldier out of luck
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| Was really never stuck
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| There’s always someone higher up where you can pass the buck
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| Oh, gee, I wish I was back in the Army
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| Gee, I wish I was back in the Army
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| The Army was the place to find romance
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| Soldiers and WACS
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| The WACS who dressed in slacks
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| Dancing cheek to cheek and backs to backs
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| There’s a lot to be said for the Army
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| A gal was never lost for company
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| A million handsome guys
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| With longing in their eyes
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| And all you had to do was pick the age, the weight, the size
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| Oh, gee, I wish I was back in the Army
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| Gee, I wish I was back in the Army
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| The shows we got civilians couldn’t see
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| How we would yell for Dietrich and Cornell
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| Jolson, Hope and Benny all for free
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| There’s a lot to be said for the Army
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| The best of doctors watched you carefully
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| A dentist and a clerk
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| For weeks and weeks they’d work
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| They’d make a thousand dollar job and give it to a jerk
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| Oh, gee, I wish I was back in the Army
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| Three meals a day
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| For which you didn’t pay
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| A million handsome guys
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| With longing in their eyes
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| I thought that I was through with all my care and strife
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| But after months and months of tough civilian life
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| Oh, gee
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| I wish I was back in the Army now |