An English Gentleman(Original Cast Recording/1986) - Thomas Toner

作词：Douglas Furber

作曲：Noel Gay

William of Hareford is diametrically

in reality theoretically quite opposed

And that pathetically

To all that appertains to gentlefolk

So we face with grave dubiety

This sad lack of pure propriety

He's no sense of High Society

The fellow even calls himself a bloke

He takes his food with a horrid zest

He eats one half and he wares the rest

Though it may be true that his blood is blue:

It is nothing like as purple as his language

He's rough

He's crude

He's tough

He's rude

By all of us it's understood

He'll never make the noble rake

That constitutes a gentleman

An English gentleman

We served him peas

And they all shot forth

To the east and west

To the south and north

Then he let one fly

And it struck the eye of Lady Margaret Leicester

Poor Lady M

What a fearful bore

She's never had a pea in her eye before

He's rough

He's crude

He's tough

He's rude

By all of us it's understood

He'll never make the noble rake

That constitutes a gentleman

An English gentleman

An English gentleman