Lyrics:

My hitch was up Monday

Not a dog soljer nor more
Soljer no more
They give me all that money

So much my pockets is sore
Pockets is sore
More dough than I can use

Re-Enlistment Blues
Oh
Them blues

Took my gelt to town Tuesday

Found me a big double bed
Big double bed
I'll find a job tomorrow

Tonight I'll maybe be dead
Maybe be dead
Ain't no time to lose

Re-Enlistment Blues
Oh
Them blues

Hit the bars Wednesday

Friends put me up on a throne
(way) up on a throne
Found a Chinese baby

She wouldn't leave me alone
Leave me alone
Did I give her a bruise

Re-Enlistment Blues
Oh
Them blues

I woke up on Thursday

The walls was movin'
I swear
Movin' I swear
I reach'd down in my trousers

AII my pockets was bare
Nothin' was there
I'll really blew my fuse

Re-Enlistment Blues
Oh
Them blues

Hit the bar again Friday

Ask'd for a free glass of beer
Free glass of beer
Bar man he don't know me

He just say no credit here
No credit here
What I done then ain't news

Re-Enlistment Blues
Oh
Them blues