Blast them all!
Blast them all!
Blast them all!
The long and the short and the tall
There'll be no promotion
this side of the ocean
So cheer up, my lads, bless them all
Well, we sent for the army
to come to Tulagi
But General MacArthur said no
I'll tell you the reason,
this isn't the season
Besides, you've got no USO
Bless them all, bless them all,
bless them all
The long and the short and the tall
There'll be no promotion
this side of the ocean
So cheer up, my lads, bless them all
Well, we sent for the Navy
to come to Tulagi
The dear little Navy agreed
In ten thousand sections
from eighteen directions
Oh, Lord, what a screwed
-up stampede
Bless them all, bless them all,
bless them all
The long and the short and the tall
There'll be no promotion
this side of the ocean
So cheer up, my lad, bless them all
Then we sent for the Air Force
to come to Tulagi
The Air Force appeared on the scenes
And they bombed out two donkeys,
five horses, three monkeys
And seven platoons of gyrines
Bless them all, bless them all,
bless them all
Along in the short and the tall
There'll be no promotion
this side of the ocean
So cheer up, my lad, bless them all
Then we sent for the Coast Guard
to come to Tulagi
And waited for them to appear
They sent back a letter,
we like it here better
But maybe we'll make it next year
Bless them all, bless them all,
bless them all
Along in the short and the tall
There'll be no promotion
this side of the ocean
So cheer up, lad, bless them all
Then we said for the nurses
to come to Tulagi
The nurses, they made it with ease
There are some on the table,
each bearing this label
Reserved for the officers, please
Bless them all!
Bless them all!
Bless them all!
Bless them all!
Along in the short and the tall
Bless all the sergeants and corporals too
Bless all the privates
and above all, bless you!
We're saying goodbye to them all
As back to our foxholes we'll crawl
There'll be no promotion
this side of the ocean
So cheer up, my lad!
Bless them all!