An Old Sergeant

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There Was An Old Sergeant

There was an old sergeant who sat on a rock
A waving and shaking his big hairy
Fists at the ladies next door at the ritz
Who taught all their children to play with their

kite strings and marbles and all things galore
along comes a lady who looks like a
decent young lady who walks like a duck
she thinks she's invented a new way to
bring up the children to sew and to knit
the boys in the stables are shovelling
litter and paper from yesterdays hunt
while old sergeant potter is having some
cake in the messroom and singing this song
if you think this bawdy you're bloody well
wrong

Suzanne was a nice wren with plenty of class
who knocked the boys dead when she wriggled her
eyes at the soldiers as girls sometimes do
to make it quite plain that she wanted to
go for a walk or a stroll through the grass
then hurry back home for a nice piece of
ice cream and cake and a piece of roast duck

and after this meal she was ready to
go for a walk or a stroll on the dock
with any lieutenant with a sizeable
roll of green bills and a pretty good front
and if he talked softly she would show him her
little pet dog who is subject to fits
and maybe let him grab hold of her

little white hand with a movement so quick
then she'd lean over and tickle his
chin while she showed what she once learned in france
and asked the poor fellow to take off his
coat while she sang "Off the Mandalay Shore"
for whatever she was, Suzanne was no bore.


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