
Mademoiselle from Armentières/When The Moon Shines Bright on Charlie Chaplin/La Chanson de Craonne Various Artists (Ft. Pia Colombo)
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Parlez-vous
The Sergeant-Major's having a time
Parlez-vous
The Sergeant-Major's having a time
Swinging the lead behind the line
Inky-dinky parlez-vous
It's a hell of a song that we've just sung
Parlez-vous
It's a hell of a song that we've just sung
Parlez-vous
It's a hell of a song that we've just sung
And the fellow that wrote it ought to be hung
Inky-dinky parlez-vous
The moon shines bright on Charlie Chaplin
His boots are crackin’ for want of blackin‘
And his old baggy trousers wanting mending
Before they send him to the Dardenelles
Allez, allez!
The moon shines bright on Charlie Chaplin
His boots are crackin’ for want of blackin‘
And his old baggy trousers wanting mending
Before they send him to the Dardenelles
Adieu la vie
Adieu la vie, adieu l'amour
Adieu toutes les femmes
C'est bien fini, c'est pour toujours
De cette guerre infâme
C'est à Craonne sur le plateau
Qu'on doit laisser sa peau
Car nous sommes tous condamnés
C'est nous les sacrifiés
The Sergeant-Major's having a time
Parlez-vous
The Sergeant-Major's having a time
Swinging the lead behind the line
Inky-dinky parlez-vous
It's a hell of a song that we've just sung
Parlez-vous
It's a hell of a song that we've just sung
Parlez-vous
It's a hell of a song that we've just sung
And the fellow that wrote it ought to be hung
Inky-dinky parlez-vous
The moon shines bright on Charlie Chaplin
His boots are crackin’ for want of blackin‘
And his old baggy trousers wanting mending
Before they send him to the Dardenelles
Allez, allez!
The moon shines bright on Charlie Chaplin
His boots are crackin’ for want of blackin‘
And his old baggy trousers wanting mending
Before they send him to the Dardenelles
Adieu la vie
Adieu la vie, adieu l'amour
Adieu toutes les femmes
C'est bien fini, c'est pour toujours
De cette guerre infâme
C'est à Craonne sur le plateau
Qu'on doit laisser sa peau
Car nous sommes tous condamnés
C'est nous les sacrifiés
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