- I said
to wee Johnny remember the time---
- And he
looked up at me with a smirk
- If we
had a tenner for each time we said that
- We
would never have needed to work.
-
- But it
is good to look back to when we were young
- To the
friendships we made and the songs that we sung
- To
those memories of youth we will treasure so dear
- And
truly the real reason we meet every year.
-
- I said
to wee Johnny old "sloggers" not here
- And he
looked round the room with a frown
- Thats
very strange he comes every year
- He's
never missed yet "slogger" Brown.
-
- But
there are those who have passed on since the last
time we met
- With
their maker they have now made amends.
- Colonel
or Private we were comrades in arms
- And
the reason we toast "absent friends."
-
- I said
to wee Johnny you're getting quite bald
- And he
felt to the top of his head
- yes
maybe I am and the flesh grows quite weak
- But
that old Chindit spirit's not dead
-
- So we
continue to meet and we talk over long
- Of
Broadway and Blackpool, White CIty, Mogaung
- Of
Wingate and Calvert, Mountbatten and Slim
- Yes
the flesh may grow weak but the memories don't
dim.
