When the steel ends, across the deep blue sea, Lord, I was ridden with no submarine. Was ridden with no submarine. Hey, hey, hey, hey. My home in the trenches, living in a big dugout. Lord, my home in the trenches, living in a big dugout. Home in the trenches, living in a big dugout. Hey, hey, hey, hey. We went hiking to the fine line, Lord, of a sandy hill, men were crying. Sandy hill, men were crying. Hey, hey, hey, hey. We went hiking to old Mount Stag Hill, Lord, 40,000 soldiers called out to drill. 40,000 soldiers called out to drill. Hey, hey, hey, hey. I went to Belgium, blowed my bugle horn, Lord. Time I blowed my list, Germany gone. Time I blowed my list, Germany gone. Hey, hey, hey, hey. We went to Berlin, went with all our will, Lord. If a white dog get him, the *** certainly will. White dog get him, the *** certainly will. Hey, hey, hey, hey. Last old boy, quite old kind of steel, Lord. All them German lads, we long to win. All them German lads, we long to win. Hey, hey, hey, hey. Here he come with a headlight down, Lord. Here he come with a headlight down. Here he come with a headlight down. Hey, hey, hey, hey. Boring women, no, no compraise, Lord. Women and plants hardly, no compraise. Women and plants hardly, no compraise. Hey, hey, hey, hey. Storming on the sea, Lord. Storming on the sea. Storming on the sea. Hey, hey, hey, hey. Well, the blonde, big bell style of charm, Lord. Many a soldier, Lord, is dead and gone. Many a soldier, Lord, is dead and gone. Hey, hey, hey, hey. Hold him in the morning, kiss him in the night, Lord. Hit him in the head, make him reach him back and right. Hit him in the head, make him reach him back and right. Hey, hey, hey, hey. Two songs by John Bray, better known as Big Nigg, near Morgan City, Louisiana. October 17, 1934. Song by Library of Washington. Library of Washington.