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C7I wanted much to go to wFar and C7went to be Gexamined,C7The surgeon looked me Fo’er and o’er, Gmy back and chest he C7hammered.Said
C7he, “You’re not the mFan for me. YC7our lungs are much afGfected!And
C7likewise both your Feyes are cocked and Gotherwise C7defected!”C7So now I’m C/Gwith the FInvalids, C7and cannot go and fGight, sir!C7The Doctor told me sFo, you know, Gand of course, it must C7be right, sir!C7 F C7 G C7 F G C7C7While I was there a Fhost of chaps for C7reasons were exemGpted.C7Old Pursy, he was lFaid aside; to Gpass he had attC7empted.The
C7Doctor said, “I Fdo not like your coC7rporosiGty, sir!You’ll
C7breed a famine Fin the camp Gwherever you might C7be, sir!”C7And now he's C/Gwith the FInvalids, C7he cannot go and fiGght, sir!C7The Doctor told him sFo, you know, Gand of course, it must C7be right, sir!C7 F C7 G C7 F G C7C7There came a fellow, maighty tall; aG knock-kneed overgrowner, and all,aThe Doctor said, “C7I’ve got no time tGo take and look you oaver!”C7Next came C/Galong a little chap, who was about two foot nothing.a And the Doctor said, “You’d better run Ftell your Gmammy you are a coming!”C7And now he's C/Gwith the FInvalids, C7he cannot go and fiGght, sir!C7The Doctor told him Fso, you know, Gand of course, it must C7be right, sir!C7 F C7 G C7 F G C7C7Some had the TickerdoFlerreau, sC7ome what they call “Brown CrGitters.”C7And some were lank and Flazy too; and Gsome too fond of biC7tters.Some
C7had “Cork Legs,” and sFome “One-eye,” with C7backs deformed and crGooked.You
C7would have laughed ‘Ftil you had cried tGo see how “cute” they C7looked!C7But now they're C/Gwith the FInvalids, C7and cannot go and fGight, sir!C7The Doctor told them Fso, you know, Gand of course, it must C7be right, sir!C7 F C7 G C7 F G C7
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