Your Lips Are No Man’s Land But Mine (1918)

A World War One song from 1918
Words by Arthur Guy Empey
Music by Chas. R. McCarron and Carey Morgan
Lyrics
1. At a dock a transport was rocking
Every chap from his cap to his stocking
Dressed to "Kill"
To kill old Kaiser Bill
On the pier a dear little girlie
With her tear-dimmed eyes
Time to go, whistles blow
"Au Revoir" her Sweetheart cries
Chorus
I'm coming back some day
When the fray is over my darling
I know you'll be true, dear
So I'll never be blue, dear
Across the foam in No-Man's land
I'll soon be fighting
But I know your lips are
No man's land but mine
2. As the boat sailed out thro' the channel
With two flags she had made out of flannel
From the pier
She wig-wagged "Goodbye, dear"
Pretty soon he wig-wagged and answer
And the code she read
From her boy, ship ahoy
This is what the wig-wag said
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Sung here by Laurence Rubenstein.
Accompaniment by James Pitt-Payne.
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