It's a long way to Tipperary, It's a long way to go. It's a long way to Tipperary To the sweetest girl I know! Goodbye Piccadilly, Farewell Leicester Square! It's a long, long way to Tipperary, But my heart lies there.
Pack up your troubles in your old kit-bag And smile, smile, smile. While you've a lucifer to light your fag Smile, boys, that's the stile. What's the use of worrying? It never was worth while, so Pack up your troubles in your old kit-bag And smile, smile, smile.