'Bell Bottom Trousers'

Once there was a waitress in the Prince George Hotel

Her mistress was a lady and her master was a swell
They knew she was a simple girls, and lately from the farm
And so they watched her carefully to keep her from all harm.

 Chorus:  Singing a-bell bottom trousers, coats o' navy blue

Let'im climb the riggin' like 'is daddy used to do!

 The Forty Second Fusiliers come marchin' in to town

And with them come a compliment of rapists of renown
They converted every virgin that came within their spell
But they never made the waitress from the Prince George Hotel.

Chorus:Singing a-bell bottom trousers, coats o' navy blue
Let'im climb the riggin' like 'is daddy used to do!

 Next come a company of the Prince of Wales Hussars

The piled into the whorehouse and they packed along the bars
Manys a maid and mistress and a wife before them fell
But they never made the waitress from the Prince George Hotel.

Chorus:Singing a-bell bottom trousers, coats o' navy blue
Let'im climb the riggin' like 'is daddy used to do!

 One day there came a sailor, an ordinary bloke

A-bulging at the trousers with a heart of solid oak
At sea without a woman for seven years or more
There wasn't any need to ask what he's a-lookin' for,

Chorus:Singing a-bell bottom trousers, coats o' navy blue
Let'im climb the riggin' like 'is daddy used to do!

 He asked her for a candlestick to light his way to bed

He asked for a pillow to rest his weary head
And speaking very gently just as if he meant no harm
He asked her if she'd come to bed just so to keep him warm.

Chorus:Singing a-bell bottom trousers, coats o' navy blue
Let'im climb the riggin' like 'is daddy used to do!

 She lifted up the blanket and moment there did lie

He was on her, he was in her, in the twinkling of an eye
He was out again and in again and ploughing up a storm
But the only word she said to him, I hope you're keepin' warm!

Chorus:Singing a-bell bottom trousers, coats o' navy blue
Let'im climb the riggin' like 'is daddy used to do!

Early in the morning the sailor lad arose

Saying, Here's a two pound note, my dear, for the damage I have caused
If you have a daughter, bounce 'er on your knee;
If you have a son, send the bastard out to sea!

Chorus: Singing a-bell bottom trousers, coats o' navy blue
Let'im climb the riggin' like 'is daddy used to do!

 Now she sits beside the dock, a baby on her knee

Waiting for the sailing ships a-comin' home from sea
Waiting for the jolly tars in navy uniforms
And all she wants to do, my boys, is keep the Navy warm!

Chorus: Singing a-bell bottom trousers, coats o' navy blue
Let'im climb the riggin' like 'is daddy used to do!