Corns for My Country Lyrics

I′m gettin' corn for my country
At the Hollywood Canteen
The hardest working junior hostess you′ve ever seen
I'm doing my bits down here for Uncle Sam
I'm a patriotic jitterbug
Yeah, yeah, that′s what I am

I′m gettin' corn for my country
You should see the pounds fly
I′m gettin' down the waistline
And I don′t even try
I don't need a Du Barry
Or a Westmore course
′Cause my waist's been taken over
By the Army Air Force

We're not petite as sweet Joan Leslie
But then we never mind
When those G.I.s knock us out
We′re glad that we′re the healthy kind
The way those cowboys from the prairie
Expect us to sashay
I think I'd rather two-step
With their horses any day

We′re gettin' corn for our country
Though the going is tough
When we think we can′t go on
We find we can't get enough
So if you hear of a soldier, sailor or marine
Tell them to look us up at the Hollywood Canteen

I used to be a cello, they say
Oh yes I was, really I was
I loved the drama, arts and the ballet
But the Theatre Guild came over
And said, "Forget about Pavlova
Learn to cut a rug"
So now we′re jitterbugs

I'm gettin' corn for my country
Though I′m really all in
In a week from now
We′ll be here with our usual bins
So if you hail from the Bronx
Des Moines or Aberdeen
Come down and ask for us
At the Hollywood Canteen