The Sergeant's Weddin’

By Rudyard Kipling

‘ E was warned agin’‘ er —

That's what made‘ im look;

She was warned agin’‘ im —

That is why she took.

‘ Would n't‘ ear no reason,

‘ Went an’ done it blind;

We know all about‘ em,

They've got all to find!

Cheer for the Sergeant's weddin’ —

Give‘ em one cheer more!

Grey gun -‘ orses in the lando,

An’ a rogue is married to, etc.

What's the use o’ tellin’

‘ Arf the lot she's been?

‘ E's a bloomin’ robber,

An’‘ e keeps canteen.

‘ Ow did‘ e get‘ is buggy?

Gawd, you need n't ask!

‘ Made‘ is forty gallon

Out of every cask!

Watch‘ im, with‘ is‘ air cut,

Count us filin’ by —

Wo n't the Colonel praise‘ is

Pop — u — lar — i — ty!

We‘ ave scores to settle —

Scores for more than beer;

She's the girl to pay‘ em —

That is why we're‘ ere!

See the chaplain thinkin’?

See the women smile?

Twig the married winkin’

As they take the aisle?

Keep your side-arms quiet,

Dressin’ by the Band.

Ho! You‘ oly beggars,

Cough be'ind your‘ and!

Now it's done an’ over,

‘ Ear the organ squeak,

“‘ Voice that breathed o'er Eden” —

Ai n't she got the cheek!

White an’ laylock ribbons,

Think yourself so fine!

I'd pray Gawd to take yer

‘ Fore I made yer mine!

Escort to the kerridge,

Wish‘ im luck, the brute!

Chuck the slippers after —

( Pity‘ tai n't a boot! )

Bowin’ like a lady,

Blushin’ like a lad —

‘ Oo would say to see‘ em

Both is rotten bad?

Cheer for the Sergeant's weddin’ —

Give‘ em one cheer more!

Grey gun -‘ orses in the lando,

An’ a rogue is married to, etc.