The GOOD BOOK of
PETER HENRY
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QUARTERMASTER'S STORE
Chorus
My eyes are dim I cannot see.
I have not brought my specs with me.
I have not brought my specs with me.
There are rats, rats, big as alley
cats.
At the store (echo), at the store! (echo)
There are rats, rats, big as alley cats.
At the quartermaster's store. CHORUS
There are snakes, snakes, as long as
garden rakes.
At the store (echo), at the store! (echo)
There are snakes, snakes, long as garden rakes.
At the quartermaster's store. CHORUS
There are mice, mice, running through the rice...
There is butter, butter, running through the gutter...
There was gravy, gravy, enough to float the navy...
There are roaches, roaches, playing with the torches...
There are fleas, fleas, eating all the peas...
There are kittens, kittens, living
in the mittens...
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