The D-day Dodgers Chords by Sods Opera

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_ We're the D-Day Dodgers, [G] out in Italy, _ always on the Vio, always on [C] the spree.
[F] Eighth Army, _ [C] Scythers and the Yanks, [Dm] with it in Rome, I [C] suck the twanks.
[Dm] For [G] we're the D-Day [C] _
Dodgers, _ [G] out in [C] Italy. _
[C#] _ _ [D] _ [G] _ _ [C] _ _ [C] _
[F] _ [C] We landed at Salerno, [G] a holiday with pay.
Jerry brought a band out to cheer us on [C] our way.
[F] Showed us the sights and [C] gave us tea.
[G] We all sang songs, [F] the [C] beer was free.
[Dm] For we're the [Gm] D [C]-Day _ Dodgers, [G] out in [C] Italy. _
_ _ Naples and Cassino [G] were taken in a stride.
We didn't get to fight them, we just went [C] on a ride.
[F] _ Anzio and Sandro [C] were up fast.
[G] With it, Mark Hall [F] sat [C] on our [D] arse.
For [G] we're the D [C]-Day _ Dodgers, [Dm] _ [G] out in [C] Italy. _
_ _ On the way to Florence, [G] we had a lovely time.
We ran a bus to Rimini, right through [C] the Gothic vine.
[F] Soon to Bologna [C] we will [Em] go, [G] when Jerry's fucked off [F] [C] beyond the Po.
[G] For we're the D [C]-Day _ Dodgers, [G] _ out in [C] Italy. _
_ [C#] _ [D] _ _ [G] _ _ [C] _ [F] _
[C] _ [A#] _ [C] Once [Dm] we had a [C] bright [G] light that we were going home.
Back to dear old Blightsea, never [C] more to roam.
[F] Then someone whispered, in France [C] you're fine.
We [Dm] said, fuck that, [F] [C] we'll just sit tight.
_ [D] For [G] we're the D [C]-Day _ Dodgers, [G] _ out in [C] Italy. _
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[C] _ Oh, the lady asked her, [A#] please listen [G] dear to this.
Don't stand [Dm] up on the [G] platform and talk [C] a lot of piss.
[F] You're the nation's sweetheart, [C] the nation's pride.
[D] But your [G] bloody big mouth [F] is [C] far too wide.
[Dm] That's wrong, [G] the D [C]-Day _ Dodgers, [G] _ out in [C] Italy. _ _
[C#] _ [C] _ _ [G] _ _ [C] _ [F] _ [C] _
[G] _ [C] If you look round the mountain, [G]
in the mud and rain.
You'll find the scattered crosses, _ some which [C] bear no name.
[F] _
Heartbreak and toil [C] and suffering gone.
[G] The lads beneath [C] them slumber on.
[Dm] For they were [G] the D [C]-Day _ Dodgers, [G] who'll stay in _ [C] Italy. _ _ _ _ _ _
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