‘ E was warned agin’‘ er — That's what made‘ im look; She was warned agin’‘ im — That is why she took.
‘ Would n't‘ ear no reason, ‘ Went an’ done it blind; We know all about‘ em, They've got all to find!
Cheer for the Sergeant's weddin’ — Give‘ em one cheer more! Grey gun -‘ orses in the lando, An’ a rogue is married to, etc.
What's the use o’ tellin’ ‘ Arf the lot she's been? ‘ E's a bloomin’ robber, An’‘ e keeps canteen.
‘ Ow did‘ e get‘ is buggy? Gawd, you need n't ask! ‘ Made‘ is forty gallon Out of every cask!
Watch‘ im, with‘ is‘ air cut, Count us filin’ by — Wo n't the Colonel praise‘ is Pop — u — lar — i — ty!
We‘ ave scores to settle — Scores for more than beer; She's the girl to pay‘ em — That is why we're‘ ere!
See the chaplain thinkin’? See the women smile? Twig the married winkin’ As they take the aisle?
Keep your side-arms quiet, Dressin’ by the Band. Ho! You‘ oly beggars, Cough be'ind your‘ and!
Now it's done an’ over, ‘ Ear the organ squeak, “‘ Voice that breathed o'er Eden” — Ai n't she got the cheek!
White an’ laylock ribbons, Think yourself so fine! I'd pray Gawd to take yer ‘ Fore I made yer mine!
Escort to the kerridge, Wish‘ im luck, the brute! Chuck the slippers after — ( Pity‘ tai n't a boot! )
Bowin’ like a lady, Blushin’ like a lad — ‘ Oo would say to see‘ em Both is rotten bad?
Cheer for the Sergeant's weddin’ — Give‘ em one cheer more! Grey gun -‘ orses in the lando, An’ a rogue is married to, etc.
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