文本歌词

When The Sergeant Major's On Parade - Peter Dawson
When the sun is shining bright
Dispelling all the dews of night
With Sam Browne belt and buttons bright
Behold the Sergeant Major
Batman makes my army bed
And soon my boots a luster shed
He turns me out from foot to head
A dapper Sergeant Major
Then woe to them that meet my eye
They never do they turn and fly
When I'm here on parade in the square
How the folks passing by turn and stare
For they say this beats the band
The way he handles the men is grand
When I shout
Birds fly out
Daisies fade
I've a way that must be obeyed
NCOs say I bite
While recruits die of fright
When the Sergeant Major's on parade
Eyes as keen as sparrow hawk
Or like a lobster on a stalk
No nudge or wink or smile or talk
Escapes the Sergeant Major
True I've got a fearful name
And folk say it's a crying shame
They'd like to kill or halt or maim
That fiend the Sergeant Major
But that's the proper Army style
And now and then they see me smile
When I'm here on parade in the square
How the folk passing by turn and stare
For they say this beats the band
The way he handles the men is grand
When I shout
Birds fly out
Daisies fade
I've a way that must be obeyed
NCOs say I bite
While recruits die of fright
When the Sergeant Major's on parade
Pick 'em up Pick 'em up there
What the Where the Who
Pick 'em up Pick 'em up there
Coal fatigue for you
Left Left Left
Is that the way we won Waterloo
Come along come along there
Jump to it my lad
If you don't you'll hear me call
A spade a spade
Left Left Party shun
The Sergeant Major's on parade