"I Was There" With the Yanks on the Western Front, 1917-1919 #270666

For supplies and for inspections, With the dust in four directions, For a chance to scrub the dirt off, In the Winter with my shirt off, In a line. I have sweated in an August training camp, That would make a prohibition town look damp, Underneath my dinky cap While the sun burned off my map And I waited for some gold-fish (and a cramp I).