The Galloping Major

When I was in the army I was a cavalry man you know
And whenever I went on parade
A magnificent picture I made
Through my galloping here, and my galloping there
This ridiculous habit I got
And I'm hanged if I don't think I'm galloping now
Whether up in the saddle or not!
And the people they stare at me so,
For it matters not where I may go, It's

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Bumpity! Bumpity! Bumpity! Bump!
As if I was riding my charger
Bumpity! Bumpity! Bumpity! Bump!
As proud as an Indian Rajah.
All the girls declare, that I'm a gay old stager.
Hey! Hey! Clear the way! Here comes the Galloping Major

Bumpity! Bumpity! Bumpity! Bump!
As if I was riding my charger
Bumpity! Bumpity! Bumpity! Bump!
As proud as an Indian Rajah.
All the girls declare, that I'm a gay old stager.
Hey! Hey! Clear the way! Here comes the Galloping Major

Last year I thought I'd treat myself to a holiday by the sea,
So I went and my quarters I fixed;
Then I found that the bathing was mixed.
So I galloped away to a bathing machine
In the busiest part of the day,
And I soon felt at home with the girls in the water
And I joined in their frivolous play.
The were beautiful creatures but, Lor!
How they giggled as soon as they saw ME

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I always was a ladies man, and a favourite with the sex
well I called upon one yesterday
though I won't give the lady away!
She started to talk of my army career
And was quite interested you see,
But I got rather tired, so we talked about her
Which was more interesting than me.
And she said I'd been taking some wine
For as soon as we sat down to dine I WENT

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