THE RED AND THE WHITE AND THE BLUE
 
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Now theres beef and beer and skilly in the Army served around,
Thats the red and the white and the blue;
And the white-robed English slaveys in their myriads abound,
Where there's red and there's white and there's blue.
When the milkman and the baker come to woo their Mary Jane,
And they catch a glimpse of colour through the kitchen window-pane,
Of their girl with Jack and Tommy, then they say, We'll call again,
For there's red and there's white and there's blue.

Chorus: Three chairs for the Red, White and Blue,
No! one chair for the Red, White and Blue,
The old British slavey for ever,
She's nuts on the Red, White and Blue.

There's a lot of vulgar Frenchmen who are laughing in the face
Of the Red and the White and the Blue,
That they've got those colours in their flag I reckon's a disgrace
To the Red and the White and the Blue;
Let them keep the blue, they're blue enough, French papers so obscene,
But let them keep their hands of English women's lives so clean,
For they'll rouse the Lion's wrath if they insult the gracious Queen
Of the Red and the White and the Blue.

Chorus: Three cheers for the Red, White and Blue,
Three cheers for the Red, White and Blue,
Victoria, Victoria for ever!
The pride of the Red, White and Blue.

Theres the good old British working-man, you ought to hear him sing
Of the Red and the White and the Blue;
And when he gets half seas over, he wont talk of anything
But the Red and the White and the Blue.
Last week a good old Britisher, who for our favour bids,
Got triplets and the bounty too—three solid British quids,
In his patriotic fervour he then christened those three kids,
One 'Red,' and one 'White,' and one 'Blue.'

Chorus: Three quids for the Red, White and Blue,
And three kids christened Red, White and Blue,
The old British triplets for ever,
Three cheers for the Red, White and Blue.

Once the coster dressed in lavender and wi'let, but to-day
He's in red and in white and in blue;
‘Liza says, 'Fevvers will I have in my new hat? Whoy-ay!
Bloomin' red, bloomin' white, and bloomin' blue!'
At his little free-and-easies he says, Them wiv oof to spend,
Shove it in yer plite for Tommy out in Africa, old friend,
Bloomin baccy, beef, and ballyhooly beer we're goin' to send,
To ver Red an' ver White an' ver Blue!

Chorus: Free cheers for ver Red, White and Blue,
And free beers for ver Red, White and Blue,
Beef and gravy for Tommy for ever,
Free cheers for ver Red, White an' Blue!

Theres a band of noble sisters who have gone across the foam
For the Red and the White and the Blue;
In the smart Princess of Wales they've made a hospital and home
For the Red and the White and the Blue.
And our sisters in America, God bless them once again,
Have equipped a ship to help John Bull's poor wounded in their pain,
England won't forget the women who have sent the gallant Maine
For the Red and the White and the Blue;

Chorus: Three cheers for the Red, White and Blue,
Three cheers for the Red, White and Blue;
John and Jonathan brothers for ever,
Three cheers for the Red, White and Blue!

Mr. Kruger and his Boers imagined England's flag was white
'Stead of red and of white and of blue;
But they've found out their mistake, for they have seen how our boys fight
'Neath the Red and the White and the Blue.
They have used the white flag as a means our men to death to drag,
But we'll shortly put an end to all their bluster and their brag,
When above them at Pretoria we hoist the good old flag
Of the Red and the White and the Blue.

Chorus: Three cheers for the Red, White and Blue,
Three cheers for the Red, White and Blue,
One South Africa, English for ever!
Three cheers for the Red, White and Blue!

 
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Written and composed by E.W. Rogers - 1900
Performed by Marie Lloyd (1870-1922)
From monologues.co.uk Music Hall Lyrics Collection
 
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