Down in our Caterham Camp

 

To be sung to the tune of “Back Home in Tennessee”

 

I’m so lonely, oh so lonely

In our Caterham Camp

I’m worse off than a tramp

 

CHORUS

Father, Mother, Sister, Brother

All are waiting me

I’m getting thinner, miss my dinner

And my Sunday’ tea

 

CHORUS

Down in our Caterham Camp

That where we get the cramp

Through sleeping in the damp

We’re not allowed a lamp

 

CHORUS

All we hear there each day

If Left, Right, all the way;

Sergeants calling, Lance Jacks Bawling

Get out on parade

 

CHORUS 

We go to bed at night

You ought to see the sight

The earwigs on the floor’s

All night are forming fours

 

CHORUS 

If we’re in bed in the morning

You will see the Sergeant yawning

Show a leg there, show a leg

Way down in our Caterham Camp

 

 

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