Irving Berlin - Oh! How I Hate To Get Up In The Morning (Revised) Тексты

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 got to get up
You've got to get up
You've got to 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


And then I'll get that other pup
The guy who wakes the bugler up