BEAUTY OF THE GUARDS
 
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'Tis a bold introduction on my part, I know,
But the fact is, I haven't any cards
Still, my name doesn't matter, for I'm very well known
To all as Beauty of the Guards
Out on parade, with a glorious band, on a bright summers' afternoon
I know every inch of the way and I know every inch of the tune
There's a roll on the drum, just here! I thank you, that's the idea.

Chorus: You should see me on parade, with my true and trusty blade
Full of vim and vig-u-ah, showing off my fig-u-ah
All the ladies sigh and cry, when they catch my roving eye
What a boy, what a nut, what a scream, tut-tut
Very hot! What, what, what! What! What! What! What! What!


When I'm perched on my bonny little grey gee-gee
In the Row or on the promenade
You'll hear all the ladies say, as I pass by
'There he goes, yes, it's Beauty of the Guards'
One day I was smiling at some lovely girl
When my horse gave a terrible shy
I was hurled from his back, to the middle of the road
On my - well, let us pass that by
There's a roll on the drum, just here!
I thank you, that's the idea.

Chorus:

 
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Written and composed by Frank Leo & George Bastow
Performed by George Bastow (1872-1914)
 
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