| Behind the district military registration and enlistment office and somewhere they are taking the guys away,
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| And the wheels of the wagon are knocking: you are a soldier, you are a soldier, you are a soldier, you are a soldier!
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| Here is a new home - your battalion, forget about chicken broth.
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| Your battalion commander will be difficult and strict, but a soldier, you are a soldier, you are a soldier,
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| you are a soldier!
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| Chorus:
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| From dawn to dusk there is work for a soldier.
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| This is so, brother, and yet, and not you then, then who.
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| Squeak early in the morning, but run, and rubbed your boots to holes.
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| But run, pretend that you are happy, because a soldier, you are a soldier, you are a soldier,
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| you are a soldier!
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| As a fighter, your uniform suits you and in the morning you are already on the parade ground.
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| Higher the leg, smoother the machine gun, you are a soldier, you are a soldier, you are a soldier, you are a soldier!
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| Chorus:
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| From dawn to dusk there is work for a soldier.
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| This is so, brother, and yet, and not you then, then who.
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| From dawn to dusk there is work for a soldier.
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| This is so, brother, and yet, and not you then, then who.
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| From dawn to dusk there is work for a soldier.
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| This is so, brother, and yet, and not you then, then who. |