F F C F F F C F C C F F F C C F [Verse 1] F 'Twas with a heart of leaden woe F C F Poor Alphonze went to war; F And though it's true he did not know F C F What he was fighting for F Bb He grieved because unto Marie Bb F He'd been but three weeks wed: F Tough luck! Another three and he F C F Was listed with the dead [Instrumental--Harmonica] F F C F [Verse 2] F Marie was free if she would fain F C Another spouse to choose; F But if she dared to wed again F C Her pension she would lose F Bb And so to mourn she did prefer Bb F Amd widow to remain F Like many dames whose husbands were C Accounted with the slain [Instrumental-Harmonica] F F C F F F C F [Verse 3] F Yet she was made for motherhood F C F With hips and belly broad F And should have born a bonny brood F C F To render thanks to God F Bb Ah! If with valour Alphonze hadn't F Fallen in the fray F Proud Marie would have been a glad F C Great grandmother today [Instrumental-Harmonica] F F C F [Verse 4] F Yet maybe it is just as well F C F Ghe has not bred her kind; F The ranks of unemployment swell F C F And flats are hard to find F Bb For every year the human race F Richly we see increase F And wonder how they'll find a place F C F Well, that's the curse of Peace [Instrumental-Harmonica] F F C F [Verse 5] F So let us hail the gods of war F C F With joy and jubilation F Who favour foolish mankind for F C F They prune the population; F Bb And let us thank the hungry guns F Forever belching doom F That slaughter bloodily our sons F C F To give us elbow room
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