Pack Up Your Troubles Sung By Murray Johnson

Private Perks is a funny little codger
With a smile, a funny smile.
Five feet none, He's an artful little dodger,
With a smile, a sunny smile.
Flush or broke, he'll have his little joke,
He can't be suppressed.
All the other fellows have to grin,
When he gets this off his chest, Hi!


Pack up your troubles in your old kit bag,
And smile, smile, smile!
While you've a Lucifer to light your fag,
Smile, Boys, thats the style.
What's the use of worrying?
It never was worth while.
So, pack up your troubles in your old kit bag,
And smile, smile, smile!

Private Perks went a-marching into Flanders,
With a smile, his funny smile.
He was lov'd by the privates and commanders
For his smile, his sunny smile.
When a throng of Bosches came along,
With a mighty swing,
Perks yell'd out, "This little bunch is mine!
Keep your heads down boys and sing", Hi!


Private Perks he came back from Bosche shooting,
With his smile, his funny smile.
Round his home he then set about recruiting,
With his smile, his sunny smile.
He told all his pals, the short, the tall,
What a time he'd had,
And as each enlisted like a man,
Private Perks said "Now my lad," Hi!



UK Photo Archive: WW1 Sheet Music &emdash; Sheet Music Pack Up Your Troubles In Your Old Kit Bag

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One of the most popular of First World War Songs written in 1915 by
Georg Asat and Felix Powell. The song pays tribute to the typical British
Tommy who would smile even in adversity. The word "Lucifer" in the song
is a slang word for a match which were always in short supply in World War One
as they could only be sent to France under the same stringent conditions as
munitions. This led to the invention of the "trench lighter" with it's
wick and flint.

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