Pack Up Your Troubles - Tavern in the Town-Long Way To Go - Max Bygraves

Pack up your troubles in your old kit bag

And smile, smile, smile

While you’ve a lucifer to light your fag

Smile boys, that’s the style

What’s the use of worrying

It never was worth while

So, pack up your troubles in your old kit bag

And smile, smile, smile!

Cause there’s a tavern in the town, in the town

And there my true love sits him down, sits him down

And then he drinks his wine 'mid all the laughter free

And never, never thinks of me

Fare thee well, for I must leave thee,

Do not let this parting grieve thee,

And remember that the best of friends

Must part, must part

Adieu, adieu, adieu, adieu, kind friend adieu

I can no longer stay with you, stay with you

And then I’ll hang my harp on the weeping willow tree

And may the world go well with thee!

It’s a long way to Tipperary

It’s a long way to go

It’s a long way to Tipperary

To the sweetest girl I know

Goodbye Piccadilly

Farewell Leicester Square

It’s a long long way to Tipperary

But my heart’s right there!

So it’s goodbye Dolly I must leave you, though it breaks my heart to go

Something tells me I am needed at the front to fight the foe

See the soldier boys are marching and I can no longer stay

Hark, I hear the bugle calling

Goodbye Dolly Gray!

Roll out the barrel, we’ll have a barrel of fun

Roll out the barrel, we’ve got the blues on the run

Zing boom tararrel, ring out a song of good cheer

Now’s the time to roll the barrel, for the gang’s all here

Roll out the barrel, we’ll have a barrel of fun

Roll out the barrel, we’ve got the blues on the run

Zing boom tararrel, ring out a song of good cheer

Now’s the time to roll the barrel, for the gang’s all here!