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My brother, Dave, also known as the historian in our family, responded to Songs to Nail Hitler with an email pointing out two other notable songs sung with, no doubt, rousing gusto. I’ve included his email here … a little caution that some might find the lyrics of the first one risqué !!
 
Hi Mary,
 
Here’s an unofficial, but popular, British Army marching song, that was adopted by most of the Allied forces. It was sung to the tune of Colonel Bogey’s March, best known as the theme music to the movie, Bridge Over the River Kwai.
 
        “Hitler has only got one ball,
        Goring has two but very small,
        Himmler is somewhat sim’lar,
        But poor Goebbels has no balls at all!”
 
There were several variations. Of course there was the unique Canadian contribution. It was The North Atlantic Squadron, which was more of an obscene drinking song than a marching song. It was sung by those in the Royal Canadian Navy who served on the North Atlantic convoy runs during WW II. Here is the chorus:
 
        “Away, away, with a fyfe and drum,
        Here we come, full of rum,
        Ready for women with a pat on the bum
        In the North Atlantic Squadron!”
 
Wikipedia can provide several verses, all of which are quite vulgar. Lots of fun, if the mood strikes you. Of course none of these songs would have been approved by the Official Powers That Be. I would suggest though that they did a lot more for morale than the approved patriotic songs listed in the pamphlet.
 
By the way, it would be interesting to look up the verses to the old WW I song, Mademoiselle From Armentieres, Parlez-Vous? I always thought the version I read in our high school history book was pretty tame.
 

Mademoiselle from Armentieres (source: firstworldwar.com)

Mademoiselle from Armentieres, Parley-voo?
Mademoiselle from Armentieres, Parley-voo?
Mademoiselle from Armentieres,
She hasn’t been kissed in forty years,
Hinky, dinky, parley-voo.

Mademoiselle from Armentieres, Parley-voo?
Mademoiselle from Armentieres, Parley-voo?
She had the form like the back of a hack,
When she cried the tears ran down her back,
Hinky, dinky, parley-voo.

Mademoiselle from Armentieres, Parley-voo?
Mademoiselle from Armentieres, Parley-voo?
She never could hold the love of man
‘Cause she took her baths in a talcum can,
Hinky, dinky, parley-voo.

Mademoiselle from Armentieres, Parley-voo?
Mademoiselle from Armentieres, Parley-voo?
She had four chins, her knees would knock,
And her face would stop a cuckoo clock,
Hinky, dinky, parley-voo.

Mademoiselle from Armentieres, Parley-voo?
Mademoiselle from Armentieres, Parley-voo?
She could beg a franc, a drink, a meal,
But it wasn’t because of sex appeal,
Hinky, dinky, parley-voo.

Mademoiselle from Armentieres, Parley-voo?
Mademoiselle from Armentieres, Parley-voo?
She could guzzle a barrel of sour wine,
And eat a hog without peeling the rind,
Hinky, dinky, parley-voo.

The MPS think they won the war, Parley-voo.
The MPS think they won the war, Parley-voo.
The MPS think they won the war,
Standing guard at the café door,
Hinky, dinky, parley-voo.

The officers get the pie and cake, Parley-voo.
The officers get the pie and cake, Parley-voo.
The officers get the pie and cake,
And all we get is the bellyache,
Hinky, dinky, parley-voo.

The sergeant ought to take a bath, Parley-voo.
The sergeant ought to take a bath, Parley-voo.
If he changes his underwear
The frogs will give him the Croix-de-Guerre,
Hinky-dinky, parley-voo.

You might forget the gas and shells, Parley-voo.
You might forget the gas and shells, Parley-voo.
You might forget the groans and yells
But you’ll never forget the mademoiselles,
Hinky, dinky, parley-voo.

Mademoiselle from Armentieres, Parley-voo?
Mademoiselle from Armentieres, Parley-voo?
Just blow your nose, and dry your tears,
We’ll all be back in a few short years,
Hinky, dinky, parley-voo.