No. 8b - Entrance of Spangle
Spangle: | Wherever British drum-beats sound, Unending 'round the world, Wherever in some land new-found Out starry flag's unfurled; Where'er the sun is known to shine Or winds consent to blow, These nimble countrymen of mine On bus'ness errands go. In southern isles where nature smiles They sell the "ham what am!" Upon some cliff of Teneriffe You'll read "Don't be a clam." In England, Ireland, Scotland, Wales, We show our goods and make our sales, No other drummer can outrank The bold and enterprising Yank. The Yankee, Yankee, Yankee, Yankee, Irrepressible Yank, A regular travelling board of trade, And a two-legged sort of a bank. If you deal with him and don't get left, Your lucky stars you'll thank, This Yankee, Yankee, Yankee, Yankee, Irrepressible Yank. |
All: | The Yankee, Yankee, Yankee, Yankee, Irrepressible Yank, A regular travelling board of trade, And a two-legged sort of a bank. If you deal with him and don't get left, Your lucky stars you'll thank, This Yankee, Yankee, Yankee, Yankee, Yankee, Yankee, Yankee, Yankee, Yankee, Yankee, Yankee, Yankee, Irrepressible Yank. |
Spangle: | We underbid the foreign trade Wherever we may roam; Our largest profit's always made On what we sell at home. In foreign lands we've left behind The German and the Scotch, Each Zulu warrior now can wind His Waterbury watch. In Tokio and Borneo And where Euphrates winds, The natives munch each day for lunch Our fifty seven kinds. In Egypt now the Arab chief Goes armed with cans of potted beef; And rides instead of camels slow An auto car from Kokomo. The Yankee, Yankee, Yankee, Yankee, Irrepressible Yank, A regular travelling board of trade, And a two-legged sort of a bank. If you deal with him and don't get left, Your lucky stars you'll thank, This Yankee, Yankee, Yankee, Yankee, Irrepressible Yank. |
All: | The Yankee, Yankee, Yankee, Yankee, Irrepressible Yank, A regular travelling board of trade, And a two-legged sort of a bank. If you deal with him and don't get left, Your lucky stars you'll thank, This Yankee, Yankee, Yankee, Yankee, Yankee, Yankee, Yankee, Yankee, Yankee, Yankee, Yankee, Yankee, Irrepressible Yank. |
Spangle: | The savage in the jungle deep We corner in his lair; And sell at prices very cheap Our new health underwear. And where the borealis gleams Amid the ice and snow, We work some very foxy schemes Upon the Esquimo. In Mandalay and Uruguay And o'er the Andes range, Each distant spot through us has got A telephone exchange. In Singapore and Zanzibar We plant the merry trolley car, And Honolulu oft has seen Our nickel-in-the-slot machine. The Yankee, Yankee, Yankee, Yankee, Irrepressible Yank, A regular travelling board of trade, And a two-legged sort of a bank. If you deal with him and don't get left, Your lucky stars you'll thank, This Yankee, Yankee, Yankee, Yankee, Irrepressible Yank. |
All: | The Yankee, Yankee, Yankee, Yankee, Irrepressible Yank, A regular travelling board of trade, And a two-legged sort of a bank. If you deal with him and don't get left, Your lucky stars you'll thank, This Yankee, Yankee, Yankee, Yankee, Yankee, Yankee, Yankee, Yankee, Yankee, Yankee, Yankee, Yankee, Irrepressible Yank. |
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