I ran to the window to hear the band play
I peeped through the blinds very cautiously then
Lest the neighbours should say I was looking at the men.
Oh I heard the drumbeat and the music so sweet
But my eyes at the time caught a much greater treat
For the troop was the finest I ever did see
And the Captain with his whiskers took a sly glance at me.
When we met at the Ball I of course thought it right
To pretend that we never had met before that night
But he knew me at once I perceived by his glance
I hung down my head when he asked me to dance.
Oh he sat by my side at the end of the set
And sweet words he spoke I shall never forget
For my heart was enlisted and could not get free
When the Captain with his whiskers took a sly glance at me.
But he marched from the town and I saw him no more
Yet I think of him oft and the whiskers he wore
And I dream o’er the night and talk all the day
Of the love of a captain who went far away.
I remember with superabundant delight
How we met in the street and danced all the night
And l keep in my mind how my heart jumped with glee
When the Captain with his whiskers took a sly glance at me.
But there’s hope, for a friend just ten minutes ago
Said the captain had returned from the war, and I know
That he’s searching for me with considerable zest
And when he has found me - well you know the rest.
Perhaps he is here; let me look around the house
Keep still everyone of you - still as a mouse
For if the dear captain is here, he will be
With his whiskers and taking a sly glance at me
With his whiskers and taking a sly glance at me.
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