Billy is a ladies’ man; Billy dances fine
( Always was a bear-cat at the game );
Billy pulls the social stuff all along the line —
But he knows this business, just the same.
He can march; he can drill
As hard as any rook;
And he knows his manual
Without his little book.
Maybe he was soft at first — ev'rybody' s that;
Golfing was his hardest labor then;
Now he's in the Service ( where you do n't grow fat ),
Digging, drilling, like us other men.
He can eat, he can sleep
Like any healthy brute —
And the Captain says that Billy-boy
Is learning how to shoot!
When he joined the Training Camp, Billy says, “No doubt,
I will draw some clerical position;”
But he's shown he can command; so — the news is out —
He will get a regular commission!
He can talk; he can dance
( He is still the ladies’ pet )
But the way he barks his orders out
Gets action, you c'n bet!