Oh How I Hate To Get Up In The Morning

Текст песни Ирвинг Берлин - Oh How I Hate To Get Up In The Morning

I've been a soldier quite a while and I would like to state
The life is simply wonderful, the army food is great
I sleep with ninety-seven others in a wooden hut
I love them all, they all love me, it's very lovely but

Oh, how I hate to get up in the morning
Oh, how I'd love to remain in bed
For the hardest blow of all is to hear the bugler call
"You've gotta get up, you've gotta get up
You've gotta get up this morning"

Someday I'm going to murder the bugler
Someday they're going to find him dead
I'll amputate his reveille and step upon it heavily
And spend the rest of my life in bed

Oh, how I hate to get up in the morning
Oh, how I'd love to remain in bed
For the hardest blow of all is to hear the bugler call
"You've gotta get up, you've gotta get up
You've gotta get up this morning"

Someday I'm going to murder the bugler
Someday they're going to find him dead
And then I'll get that other pup, the guy who wakes the bugler up
And spend the rest of my life in bed