Oh, we march from here to there
And it doesn’t matter where
You can hear us push
Through the deepest bush
With a military air!
With a military air!
We’re a cracker jack brigade
On a pachyderm parade
But we’d rather stroll to a water hole
For a furlough in the shade!
For a furlough in the shade!
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