Intro :
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Private Perks is a funny little codger,
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with a smile a funny smile.
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Five feet none, he’s and artful little dodger,
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with a smile a sunny smile.
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Flush or broke he’ll have his little joke,
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he can’t be suppress’d,
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all the other fellows have to grin,
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when he gets this off his chest. Hi !
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Pack up your troubles in your old kit bag,
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and smile, smile, smile,
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while you’ve a Lucifer to light your fag,
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smile, boys, that’s the style.
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What’s the use of worrying?
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It never was worth while, so,
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Pack up your troubles in your old kit bag,
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and smile, smile, smile.
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Private Perks went a marching into Flanders
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with his smile, his funny smile,
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he was lov’d by the privates and commanders,
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for his smile his sunny smile.
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When a throng of Germans came along with a mighty swing,
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Perks yell’d out, “This little bunch is mine !
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Keep your heads down, boys and sing !” Hi !
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Pack up your troubles in your old kit bag,
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and smile, smile, smile,
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while you’ve a Lucifer to light your fag,
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smile, boys, that’s the style.
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What’s the use of worrying?
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It never was worth while, so,
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Pack up your troubles in your old kit bag,
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and smile, smile, smile.
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Chorus
