The Dubliners - Salonika lyrics

Me husband's in Salonika, I wonder if he's dead I wonder if he knows he's got a kid with a foxy head So right away, so right away, So right away Salonika, right away me soldier boy Now when the war is over, what will the slackers do They'll be all around the soldiers for the loan of a bob or two So right away, so right away, So right away Salonika, right away me soldier boy Now when the war is over, what will the soldiers do They'll be walking around on a leg and a half And the slackers they'll have two So right away, so right away, So right away Salonika, right away me soldier boy They taxed our pound of bu*ter; they taxed our half-penny bun, But still with all their taxes they can't beat the bloody Hun So right away, so right away, So right away Salonika, right away me soldier boy They taxed the Coliseum; they taxed St. Mary's Hall Why don't they tax the Bobbies with their backs against the wall So right away, so right away, So right away Salonika, right away me soldier boy Now when the war is over, what will the slackers do For every kid in America in there will be two So right away, so right away, So right away Salonika, right away me soldier boy