A landlady of France loved an officer, 'tis said|
And the officer he dearly loved his brandy-o.
Now said she "I dearly love this officer, tho' his nose is red
And his legs are what the regiment calls bandy-o.
But when this bandy officer was ordered to the coast,
"Take a bottle of it with you," to the officer she said,
So she filled him up a bumper just before he left the town,
| Deutsche Volkslieder | Ahnenforschung | Ferienaufenthalt | Folksongs | Hymns | Genealogy | Pacific Holiday | HOME PAGE | SEARCH | Email |