Bless 'em all! Bless 'em all!
The long and the short and the tall
Bless all the sergeants and double-u-o-ones
Bless all those Corporals and their blinkin' sons
Cos' we're saying goodbye to 'em all
And back to their billets they crawl
You'll get no promotion this side of the ocean
So cheer up, my lads bless 'em all
Nobody knows what a twerp you've been
So cheer up, my lads, bless ‘em all!

We're going to hang out the washing on the Siegfried Line
Have you any dirty washing, mother dear
We're going to hang out the washing on the Siegfried Line
‘Cos the washing day is here
Whether the weather may be wet or fine
We'll just rub along without a care
We're going to hang out the washing on the Siegfried Line
If the Siegfried Line's still there

Kiss me goodnight, Sergeant Major
Tuck me in my little wooden bed
We all love you, Sergeant Major
When we hear you bawling, "Show a leg! "
Don't forget to wake me in the morning
And bring me 'round a nice hot cup of tea
Kiss me goodnight, Sergeant Major
Sergeant Major, be a mother to me