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I learned this version at the Darlington 
(Golden Cock) folk workshop/singaround in 1970


If you want to see our Seargent  ("our" pronounced ow-er)

I know where he is, 

I know where he is,

If you want to see our Seargent

I know where he is.


He is lying on the canteen floor
.
I've seen him, I've seen him
.
He is lying on the canteen floor
.
I've seen him, I've seen him
.
Lying on the canteen floor

.
Our Major - safe in his deep duggout. <or snug, or sitting>Our Quartermaster - boozing on the Private's rum


Our General - miles and miles behind the Line


If you want to see our Privates

I know where they are,

I know where they are,

If you want to see our Privates
,
I know where they are.


They are hanging on the front line wire

I've seen them, I've seen them

They are hanging on the front line wire

I've seen them, I've seen them

Hanging on the front line wire <silence>>>To my mind the most powerful of the songs from WW1