Oh, Kitchener is worth a lot, and so is Johnny French;
We talk a heap about ’em both when sitting in our trench.
But if you want to know the chap whose name should be wrote big,
I tell yer straight, the best of all is good old Gen’ral Cig.
Here’s to the beggar that hasn’t a smoke,
Nor a “fag-paper” even to make one;
And here’s to the toff, may he never go broke,
Who asks Tommy Atkins to take one.