the aussie engineer
the aussie engineer
the forward scout raised his arm in the village of long phouc he'd found another tunnel, but who'd go down to look?
 the corporal passed the word back, it went back far behind to let the platoon commander know of their recent find.
now along came this soldier,
with mud from head to toe where I s the tunnel entrance?
 was all he wanted to know he smiled as they showed him, then quickly looked around and before they could stop him, he'd gone down underground.
now he'd been crawling on his guts all that day I'd bet looking for the booby traps that old charlie sets then he found the wire stretched all taut and thin;
 but he deloused that booby trap,
with a safety pin.
now he'd like to sit down, and roll himself a smoke, but he's been called up forward, by another bloke so when you see that hat badge, burstinglike a shell, remember that this fellow, has crawled halfway through hell.
and if he's in a bar mate, you buy that bloke a beer because, sir, you' re drinking with an aussie engineer.
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brad tate supplied this song, sung to the tune of 'sink the Bismarck'.
 he got the song as a typed sheet, but doesn't remember where or when.