A SOLDIER'S PRAYER
Now I lay me down to sleep,
I pray the Lord my soul to keep,
And may no other soldier take
My shoes or socks before I wake.
O Lord, please guide me in my slumbers,
And keep my coat upon its number,
Grant that peg nor guide rope break,
To let my tent down ere I wake.
Lord keep me safely in thy sight,
And let no fire-drills come tonight
And in the morning let me wake
Breathing the scent of sirloin steak.
Lord keep me from all work or drills,
When I am sick save me from pills,
And if I should break an arm of mine,
Grant it be free of Iodine.
Show me the way to a feather bed,
For there I long to lay my head,
Far away from all camp scenes,
And far from the scent of half-baked
beans.
Take me back into the land
Where I can walk without a band.
Where no loud rageous bugles blow,
And where the women wash the
clothes.
Our Father who art in Washington,
Hoover be thy name,
Our pay comes in very small sums,
Our pay comes in very small sums,
Our clothes won't hang together.
Give us this day our daily beans,
And forgive us for asking for our
discharges,
As we forgive those that keep them from
us,'Keep us not in the Army.
But deliver us to God's Country,
And our Homes forever, Amen.
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