I’ve undertaken to write an article about the soldiers’ songs of the Great War. I’m finding plenty of interesting references to songs, and to how they lifted morale on the march, or reinforced community spirit in concert parties, or in informal gatherings.
I’m tantalised, though, by the memory of an anecdote I read some years ago, whose source I can’t remember. It’s about a platoon singing a raucously obscene song on the march (possibly “Do your balls hang low”). The second lieutenant in charge joins in with a resounding tenor, and is enjoying himself so much that he doesn’t notice that the men have gone silent, and he is singing solo, being stared at furiously by a puritanical colonel.
I think that this was from a war memoir, and I’m sure that it was presented as fact. Any ideas of the source would be gratefully received, as would other anecdotes about soldiers singing.