When the Sergeant Major's on Parade - Peter Dawson

作曲：Ernest Longstaffe

When the sun is shining bright

Dispelling all the dews of night

With Sam Browne belt and buttons bright

Behold the Sergeant Major

Batman makes my army bed

And soon my boots a luster shed

He turns me out from foot to head

A dapper Sergeant Major

Then woe to them that meet my eye

They never do they turn and fly

When I'm here on parade in the square

How the folks passing by turn and stare

For they say This beats the band

The way he handles the men is grand

When I shout

Birds fly out

Daisies fade

I've a way that must be obeyed

NCOs say I bite

While recruits die of fright

When the Sergeant Major's on parade

Eyes as keen as sparrow hawk

Or like a lobster on a stalk

No nudge or wink or smile or talk

Escapes the Sergeant Major

True I've got a fearful name

And folk say it's a crying shame

They'd like to kill or halt or maim

That fiend the Sergeant Major

But that's the proper Army style

And now and then they see me smile

When I'm here on parade in the square

How the folk passing by turn and stare

For they say This beats the band

The way he handles the men is grand

When I shout

Birds fly out

Daisies fade

I've a way that must be obeyed

NCOs say I bite

While recruits die of fright

When the Sergeant Major's on parade

Pick 'em up Pick 'em up there

What the Where the Who

Pick 'em up Pick 'em up there

Coal fatigue for you

Left Left Left

Is that the way we won Waterloo

Come along come along there

Jump to it my lad

If you don't you'll hear me call

A spade a spade

Left Left Party shun

The Sergeant Major's on parade