My Red Cross Girlie
The Wound Is Somewhere In My Heart

Ev'ry Red Cross girlie likes a soldier,
There's a feeling in her heart akin to love,
Some laddie with a gun upon his shoulder,
Very often is the one she's thinking of.
Ev're soldier laddie has a yearning
For some noble girlie, all in white,
In his heart the light of love is always burning,
For a little Red Cross girlie, day and night.

My Red Cross girlie, for you I'm calling,
Tho' you're many miles away,
My Red Cross girlie, for you I'm falling,
Longing for you might and day.
I need you, sweetheart, for I am wounded,
By a cunning fellow's dart,
But don't swoon, dear, for the wound, dear,
I only somewhere in my heart.

Ev'ry girlie loves a soldier laddie,
And ev're girlie loves a boy sincere,
She loves him better sometimes than her daddy,
A soldier who goes into battle tireless,
Doesn't mind the cannon's shot and shell,
It this message he can only send by wireless,
To a Red Cross girlie whom he loves so well.

My Red Cross girlie, for you I'm calling,
Tho' you're many miles away,
My Red Cross girlie, for you I'm falling,
Longing for you might and day.
I need you, sweetheart, for I am wounded,
By a cunning fellow's dart,
But don't swoon, dear, for the wound, dear,
I only somewhere in my heart.