PLAY THE GAME
When everything goes wrong
And it's hard to force a song,
The proper stunt we claim,
Is to grin, and play the game.
If things break worse than fair,
Say the Frenchmen, "C'est la Guerre."
Which to them is just the same,
As to grin, and play the game.
If you find the mess is punk—
Kidney beans and other junk—
Try to eat it just the same;
Stretch a grin, and play the game.
When for nothing you've been bawled,
Though you've done your best get called,
And you know you're not to blame;
Force a grin, and play the game.
When we're hit by some big shell,
And almost catch a glimpse of hell;
When we think how close we came,
We'll just grin, and play the game.
While our work is being done
We will show the mighty Hun,
In the land from whence we came,
How we grin, and play the game.
When the last long line is passed,
And the victory's ours at last,
Greater far will be the fame,
If we've grinned, and played the game.