Our Sergeant Major - George Formby

作曲：F E Cliffe/George Formby/H Gifford

Now there's a sergeant major

Enjoys life while he can

He proves to all the ladies

He's a soldier and a man

He sticks out his chest

Two pillows in his vest

A bolster under

His rotunda

Our sergeant major

His medals break our hearts

He won them playing darts

And while competing

Who was cheating

Our sergeant major

He's far away the worst friend we've ever had

When he's far away well we're mighty glad

In the canteen bar

You know what sergeants are

When we've passed out

Who's the last out

Our sergeant major

He's got a raucous voice

His language isn't choice

In clink we'd shove him

How we love him

Our sergeant major

His weight about he'll throw

The wicked so and so

Who'd even smother

His own mother

Our sergeant major

He's far away the worst friend we've ever had

When he's far away well we're mighty glad

Our bugler goes his rounds

And when the bugle sounds

For everlasting

Who's he blasting

Our sergeant major

Now he makes raw recruits

Just tremble in their boots

He calls 'em slackers

Who's gone crackers

Our sergeant major

His feet fill up the road

Knock kneed and pigeon toed

We'd sooner shoot him

Than salute him

Our sergeant major

He's far away the worst friend we've ever had

When he's far away well we're mighty glad

The mascot goat we own

Though big and fat has grown

Wild and warlike

It's far more like

Our sergeant major