SERGEANT SOLOMON ISAACSTEIN (I'm The Only Yiddisher Scotsman In The Irish Fusiliers) |
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Little Solomon Isaacstein lived down in Petticoat Lane Until the war, this terrible war Then off he went and enlisted In the Black watch. Said he 'I'd rather have the gold watch For that's the watch for me' They gave him a khaki suit he loathes He ran into the street to sell his left off clothes. Chorus: Sergeant Solomon Isaacstein He's the friend of the fighting line Oi, oi, oi, Give three hearty cheers For the only Jewish Scotsman in the Irish Fusiliers. Sergeant Solomon built a little pawnshop in the trench With money lent at ninety percent He hadn't any three brass balls To hang out for a sign So he found three bombs and gilded them And my word they looked fine But one of them fell wallop from the chain And nearly sent him back to Petticoat Lane. Chorus: Sergeant Solomon heard them give the order for to charge He said, 'How much? Please tell me how much?' A young lieutenant behind him kicked him in his khaki pants Said he, 'Don't think of money. You've to make the big advance' Advance upon the Germans he said, 'What! I wouldn't advance yer ninepence on the lot.' Chorus: |
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Written and composed by R.P. Weston & Bert Lee - 1916 | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||
Performed by Gus Harris | |||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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