Lyrics
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 everlastin'!
Who's he blastin'?
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!
Written by: Frederick E. Cliffe, George Formby, Harry Gifford
