WEEKEND SOLDIER

WEEKEND SOLDIER

When I was just a spotty youth and tired of being ignored,

One day, I suddenly said to myself, "Oh why are you so bored";

I wanted some adventure and to travel near and far,

So I went to my local ARES Depot and I joined RWAR.

OH, YES I AM A WEEKEND SOLDIER,

AND THE WORLD IS SCARED OF ME;

I'VE FOUGHT A MILLION BATTLES,

AND I'M ALWAYS HOME IN TIME FOR TEA.

I passed the Phyco and the medical and they smiled as I signed the dotted line,

But, the clothing store did treat me bad, they didn't seem to take the time;

My shirts do fit me perfectly, but my trousers could be improved,

I have to take 3 steps or more, before they even start to move.

Then off to Northam Camp I had to go to do my recruit training,

The army ways were so strange to me, surviving was the main thing;

At Bindoon Camp we worked day and night, while doing our I - E - T.

But I did it all and proved the best, so I'm in the INFANTRY.

I've been in the ARES a wee while now and I must say it isn't all that bad,

My girlfriend loves the uniform, it's the best set of clothes I've ever had;

And when I put my slouch hat on, I feel so very, very proud,

And every week on my way to parade, I feel like singing out loud.

So watch out all you baddies or we'll be upon you in a trice,

We'll show you what we're made of and prove we're men not mice;

So all you stupid radicals, had better not give us any cheek,

And hold the revolution on a Saturday, ‘cause we have to work through the week.