BROOKLYN’S GIFT TO THE ARMY

James B. Cash, Jr.
Cpl. Bob Stuart McKnight
Stars and Stripes
One of many songs composed by and for soldiers in the North African campaign of World War II. Cf. “[Dirtie] Gertie from Bizerte” and “Stella the Belle of Fedela.”

I’m Brooklyn’s gift to the Army,
The cream of Flatbush Row;
The gals, they all adore me,
No matter where I go.

CHORUS:
Oh, Brooklyn, Brooklyn, Brooklyn,
A Brooklyn bum am I;
I’ll sing in praise of Brooklyn
Until the day I die!

[“There are numerous other verses, but they are a little too G.I. to be sent through the mails. In this case G.I. means “Gorgeously Indecent.” Cpl. McKnight]
Here are the published verses relating to the Middle East:

I met a gal in Tunis,
She had a Persian cat,
So I said, “Pussy! Pussy!”
And then she smelled a rat.

I met a gal in Egypt,
She had a lovely smile;
And, oh, the things that happened
While floating down the Nile!

I met a gal in Turkey,
Her father was a sheik,
He owned a Turkish harem,
I stayed there for a week.

BROOKLYN’S GIFT TO THE ARMY