Shaibah Blues
(Origin between the wars, MEAF. Somersetshire was a troop ship)
We're leaving Khartoum by the light of the moon,
We're sailing by night and by day!
As we pass Kasfreet, we've f**k-all to eat
'cos we've thrown all our rations away!
Shire, Shire, Somersetshire!
The skipper looks on her with pride.
he'd have a blue fit if he saw any sh*t
on the side of the Somersetshire!
This is my story, this is my song,
I've been in this air force to f**king long!
So roll on the Nelson, the Rodney, Renown,
you can't sink the Hood 'cos the b*stard's gone down!
I've got those Shaibah Blues, Shaibah Blues,
I'm fed up, and I'm f**ked up, and I'm Blue!
Jesus wants me for a sunbeam, and a f**king fine sunbeam am I!
Its a long time since I sang this, so please correct me, anyone.
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